the game doesn't end until dawn

The peaches are done for the year
There weren't all that many peaches
But they were sweet and well-formed
The apple-pear tree is heavily laden
And treats me with new delights everyday
The lemon tree mocks me like an unruly teenager
A few days ago I was watering the garden
And a hummingbird hovered and watched me
I spoke to it but it made no attempt at a reply
So…