A walk in the woods
Is a magical event to do
In late August and early Fall
Especially with my father
My father and I
We stroll hand in hand chatting away
While carrying empty buckets
to be filled with blackberries
for a delicious blackberry pie
to be made by my dear mother
Picking blackberries with my father
Is an activity I enjoy to do
As it is way that brings father and daughter closer together
Emily 1 Krauss
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blackberry-picking-5/
