A Toxic Berry

Today I lost my fondest friend

Rash affront making fondness end

Stealing my love she became a foe

Her actions made my outrage grow

I nurtured it with fears

Shaping, pruning with my shears, 

It grew with the sunlight of my smiles

Producing berries ripe with guile.

They grew and ripened on my tree

So juicy and delicious they looked that she

Had to come for a closer look

Never minding the time it took 

And trespassing through my property she stole

On a night as dark as coal:

Later the departure of sirens I hear

And with it my anger disappears.