Autumn,
the time of fall.
Golden leaves
spreading on my lawn.
Barren branches
getting ready for snow.
the time of fall.
Golden leaves
spreading on my lawn.
Barren branches
getting ready for snow.
There stood,
a lonely apple tree.
Emptying herself
to welcome winter.
a lonely apple tree.
Emptying herself
to welcome winter.
And I saw,
the last apple fall.
As red as a blush
As shiny as love
'Thud'
it fell on the grass,
blending green with gold
and red on the ground.
the last apple fall.
As red as a blush
As shiny as love
'Thud'
it fell on the grass,
blending green with gold
and red on the ground.
Through the window,
I saw the apple fall.
Red and glossy
like my window curtains
drawn to both the sides
only to see, the apple fall.
It rolled only a little
and laid calm on the grass.
I saw the apple fall.
Red and glossy
like my window curtains
drawn to both the sides
only to see, the apple fall.
It rolled only a little
and laid calm on the grass.
Fanciful,
was my mind
in the sunny cold clime.
Bearfooted,
I ran through
the wet uncut grass.
was my mind
in the sunny cold clime.
Bearfooted,
I ran through
the wet uncut grass.
Hold on!!!
A phrase borrowed
not finding the right words.
'On the spur of the moment'
I was down to reality.
Seeing one side of the apple,
rotten and bitten by worms.
Disgusting and filthy, like my life.
Giving itself for birds to feed.
Dying of the pain from bird bites.
Rolled only a little with pain.
Died calmly on the grass.
'Clup'
tears fell from my eyes
flowing down my cheeks
to fall on the rotten apple.
Yea, it was a fall
and that was a rotten apple!!!
and that was a rotten apple!!!