Apple Tree
With your abundance of fruit
You stand glorious and bold
Through all types of weather
You protect and tether
As our days unfold.
Where are your apples?
Your branches are bare
Leaves are turning brown
Falling to the ground
Your apples are nowhere.
Are you dying?
Is your life fading away?
Your skeleton is all I see
Is that how it’s gonna be?
Please no, not today.
I don’t believe my eyes
Your branch has a green spot
For so long you have died
All the tears I have cried
No more, all is forgot.
Look at your beauty
What a message you give
From birth, is life and then
Death and rebirth again
Eternally, is how we all live.
Kiwiheart
10-10-10
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