Tomatoes from My Garden

the taste of sunshine
cascades over my lip and down my chin
golden and sweet
orbs of yellow or orange or red
it doesn't matter
all tasting like heavenly sweetness
from God's Eden
a forbidden fruit
too tempting to resist

and when we ask him
(he whose heart stopped just days ago)
is there anything we can bring you
his simple supplication is this:
bring me tomatoes from my garden
the fruits of life-healing mercies
the taste of sunshine