Under the golden sun
the harvest becomes ripe and ready.
The apples are crisp.
The tomatoes are juicy.
The carrots are flecked with dirt
and are wiped off on the grass.
In a brown leather chair,
someone sits leisurely.
The light is low and soft.
The tobacco is sweet and heady.
The champagne is flecked with gold
and sparkles in its fluted glass.