Broken Apple

A beautiful apple on a branch grew old and began to rot while on its way down it cried for mercy to its father “Forgive me, my father I did not intend to break off from my cottage at the branch I only grew old. Not my fault. But the father, the apple tree covered his ears and eyes “That is your fate. Fear not Go down and rot intelligently That is your final destination I wish you well in another life if you discover how to live forever come back and teach us.