Fried Apples
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This is not our orchard..I can't put pictures that I make on here..These are picture perfect and ours are not..Sara
Apples hang upon the trees in orchard
Just reach up and pick of nature's bounty
Months of waiting now great flavor's award
Fried apples for lunch drenched in butter aplenty
Cinnamon, allspice, nutmeg plenty
Aromas float on the air alluring
Scents that draw and are so reassuring
Contest:Rhyme Royal
Sponsor: Dr. Ram Mehta
Written by: Sara Kendrick
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Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2011
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