The Apple Tree
HappinessIs what we make
Of it
And who we
Share it
With.
Fullness is this
Peaceful feeling.
Talk that used to send me
Fleeing from
Reality.
Apples growing on my apple tree
Would you like to pick a basketfull from me?
I'll try my best to share with you-my sweetness
Dropping only what I don't need.
Giving you, this fruit I have
On the wounds
I put a sauve.
Holding relationship so dear
When you are far and yet so near.
8-24-09
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