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Sep 2017
In a little hole in soft dirt she planted a tree holding his hand she said it's for you and me

Like their love for each other the tree quickly grew
He and she with the tree no longer made two

Kisses and hugs were their thing to share
as the time passed the tree was no longer bare

The branches stretched out all the way to the sky
but the apples couldn't be reached and started to die

Instead of a lot they ate them a little
without care and nurture the tree became brittle

The apples shrunk and started to wither
But not so for the love that he had to give her

She came across another fruit that changed her taste

Delicious no more the apples went to waste

When the fruit goes out of season it will not taste as sweet
She will then remember how tasty those apples were to eat

He knows she knows he loved her to his very core
Why can't things be like the way they were before.

It turned out that the soft dirt could not support the tree
A stable foundation may have been different for he and she

The taste of Juicy Red Apples we know is hard to forget

He knows the tree is still alive, in that he can bet

Will she ever return to the apples or just let it be

Will she ever want to plant another apple tree
Ben bryant
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Ben bryant  33/M/Melbourne
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