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 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.