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May 2018
When I'm in the apple tree
I know God is watching over me
When I fall he helps me up
My God is a good God

So when I'm in the apple tree
I know He's watching over me
I love Him and He loves me
Together in the apple tree
This was the first poem I ever wrote. For some reason it's stuck with me all these years, and I thought I'd share it. In my child mind I somehow equated the Apple Tree to life itself. (For a little clarification.)
Bethie
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Bethie  22/F
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