Old Thoughts & New Visions
Monday, 11 October 2010
My Apple Tree
This is all that remains of the tree that once gave apples
That once we use to climb upon
That once all my children sung from
It was the only one in the garden to bear fruit
Then one callous day she came with a chain saw
Killed it to a stub
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