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The Apple Tree
Contributed by
Exodus
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Thursday, 5th May 2005 @ 06:34:47 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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My father planted an apple tree
Told me son, don't ever let this tree fall
It's the most important thing other than your mother
But who needs an apple tree afterall?
I blessed the ground around it
Fertilized and watched it grow old
I sheltered it from the sun and wind
Told it that anyway, the sun was much too bold
One day I moved away from there
Waved goodbye to my father's love and care
I wondered who would watch the apple tree
And the wonderful blossoms and apples that tree did bear
With no one to care for it,
The beautiful tree grew so very sad
Gray, cold earth around it
Lonesome and weary as things always turned out bad
Such a beautiful apple tree
Bearing apples and blossoms year after year
Chopped into splinters
Cursed to the rotten earth around it, leaves shaking in fear
Have no fear, dear apple tree
Bellowed the ever shining sun
I am immortal and I shall see to it you live forever
I need a friend and it seems that you might be the one
The apple tree was delighted
Tried with all his might to stand his beautiful trunk back straight
The sun reached out to help him
But before he could look the apple tree was burning, and it was getting late
Oh well, said the bright sun
I shall find another friend some very different time
He decided not to touch anything from now on
For he ruined that one good friend of mine
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Exodus
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2005-05-05 18:34:47]
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Re: The Apple Tree
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by mylady on
Friday, 6th May 2005 @ 05:51:54 AM AEST
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I like it alot and the best one i read. my father use to plant tree.
like the frist part.. good luck.. |
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