The Apple Grove

3:56 PM 18 Nov 2014 I visit the apple grove I tended with love so long ago I learned so much about life, love, patience and taking it slow The grove was my uncles and he showed me one day how to trim He used a ladder but I in my youth would climb from limb to limb Carefully choosing which limbs were crowding and which were dieing I clipped or sawed them off close but not to close as I grew strong from the climbing Shaping the trees so the good limbs had room to grow Inspecting the leaves for disease and bugs like a doctors exam from head to toe The fall breeze blowing putting the trees to sleep Preparing them for the cold and the snow so deep My rewards were good apples we picked before fall To be canned, frozen or packed in wood chips and enjoyed by us all The grove is long gone cut by someone who didn't know But the lessons of life are part of my heart and my smile as I grow So I visit the apple grove in my memories Thanks to you my Uncle steve