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Apple Picking
Contributed by
TheNextRobertFrost
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Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 08:20:48 PM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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I get ready for the long, cold Winter's rest and harvest the juicy, red apples for the long, cold,
bitter season.
I picked out every red apple that hadn't been rotted or eaten until my hand felt numb from the bitter coldness of the harsh wind.
And Winter will come time and time again.
But the apple shall blossom yet again in the Spring.
And Though Winter marks a regular new year.
I say, that when the birds start singing their songs again, and the flowers blossom for the bees to pick their pollen again, and when the apples flower from their Winter's sleep, it's Spring, and that's my mark of the start of a fresh new year.
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Re: Apple Picking
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by ladyfawn on
Sunday, 23rd May 2004 @ 09:10:46 PM AEST
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im really enjoying your poems, this one is a sweet write, keep 'em comin'
hugs n' love nessa
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Re: Apple Picking
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by buchi on
Thursday, 8th July 2004 @ 12:33:12 PM AEST
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| This goes well with my lesson plan...teaching Johny Appleseed...your poem is a must read...for my class.. |
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