Poor little raisin

Little underappreciated raisin,
your more than you seem...

The hardships you went through are never recongnized.
Once a juicy,plump grape with a smooth clean texture.

Oh! but you have grown so old.
Becoming a crinkly, smelly, withered ball so squishy like...
rotting flesh-

But you taste so delightful,
with your beautiful scent of sweetness.

If only one knew how much you went through,
they would see your not to different from an aging grandparent...
Filled with wisdom and tenderness.