The Death Of An Apple
Now my apple brother and sisters, we are once again
stuck on this tree again this Summer and
when there gets to be a good crop of us
Mr. Tree decides to bend so low we can
touch the ground so that Humans can
pick us then eat us so they don’t have to
go to the doctor or so they say.
Although hanging around all day on this
tree with you all can be fun, I
sure would like to be down off this
tree and trying out new homes and trying
to stay out of people’s mouths.
Can’t you see it now my apple brothers and
sisters, us apples exploring homes and
getting to know the people that live
there before we well…bite the dust
as the humans say.
So before you say pick me to a Human,
Think do I want to get eaten or
just hang around with my apple brothers
and sisters and get wormy and rotten?
Actually my apple brothers and sisters, if
you think about it either way is a
death sentence to us apples so the
choice is really do you want a
slow death or a fast death?
There’s nothing like a fresh apple from the tree!
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True so true
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nice poem crystal; it does make one think !!! well done on the “view” of the apple 🙂
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Thanks, it does.
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That was very entertaining and thought-provoking at the same time. Well done.
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Thanks, that means a lot coming from you.
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That was an excellent poem. XO
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Thanks much appreciated
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Visiting again to say thanks so much for linking up at the Unlimited Link Party 71. Pinned.
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Thanks
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Thanks for sharing.
I looked at this image and thought, I wonder what the leader of the Apples is saying to the other apples.
Thanks again
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Well done, but for some reason I want apples now.
Have a fabulous day and weekend. Scritches to Daisy Mae. ♥
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Apples do sound good about now don’t they.
Daisy Mae gets lots of scritches and she is sleeping on her Apple Mat.
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Interesting take on the prompt. This reminds me of something. Some people think it’s cruel to eat animals as they have a heart and can feel pain. Others say that plants and trees have feelings too. I have an aunt who constantly talks to her flowers. They grow like crazy! There have been studies about why this helps. I guess it’s up to us to believe. Thanks so much for linking up at the Wednesday Writing Prompt 9. Shared on Fb, Pn, and Tw.
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