Apple Picking

Apple Picking Trees heavily laden with apples galore Droop boughs of fruit in orchards brimming full. Where some are released and fall to the ground, To be eaten by deer and critters found. Though the trees appear to be crowded in rows, But through a labour of love, sweat and toil, They are spaced to allow for unfettered growth. With access to light, while roots drink from the soil. In the crisp air of the autumn season Pomes ripen gorgeously under the sun. To delight the mind with recollection Of baskets teeming when apple picking.