Apple Picking
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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
To get sunlight, while their 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.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2020
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