My Summer Smorgasbord

In the back I grow apples for the deer --
They inspect and expect these treats each year.
From each fruit, their first two bites are the best --
They leave what is left for my other guests.

I say my blueberries are not yet blue,
But some critters will think so before I do.
Trees and plants we think are there to landscape,
Some neighbors think are as tasty as grape.

I won’t spend time or money to plant seed
Or raise veggies that I would have to weed.
But if wild friends like perennial crops,
I’m happy whenever one comes and shops.