One day Peach begged Cucumber
to give her a big push toward the seashore.
(She could only roll, so round was she.)
only because the sand was flat
and she wouldn’t be able to gain any momentum on her own.
Peach desperately wanted to meet Tide
because Tide competed for attention from Debbie.
When Peach rolled down to the water’s edge,
she met Tide who was wearing sunshine sparkles currently.
“So you’re wondering why Debbie likes me so much, eh?” Tide asked.
“She can hear me in easy listening music anytime she wants
and she can look at me and feel calm,
and apparently I center her back to sanity.”
Peach bit her lip, because she was getting nervous.
Juice dribbled down her chin, which gave her an idea.
“The kind of complexion Debbie has, is named after me,” she said.
“I am her favorite fruit, and she also likes my scent.”
Peach was getting to be so competitive,
that her motivation literally rolled her a few more inches!
And she got sand in her mouth,
and the sand muffled her words:
“So I think I am best.”
Tide, being much bigger than Peach,
ebbed and flowed for a bit,
making a pretty picture of his playfulness.
He was quite wise, you see
and all of a sudden ROARED!
He was tired of all these other things
but yet he had a gentle soul.
Tide made a deal with Peach:
“I think she loves both of us.
Why not put that to good use?
In loving us both, she can use all her senses for the enjoyment.
And we can each be wonderful in our own way.”
Peach agreed, saying,
“You’re right, Tide.
There is beauty in everything,
and there is nothing to prove.”
Soon it was time for Tide to go out
and Peach to get home for dinner.
They separated with a clearer understanding of Life
and a new-found friendship.
And Peach found Cucumber
getting all oiled up
so he could be more attractive at the grocery store.