A spindly tree
Reaching high into the heavens
Delicate Branches searching the sky for warmth.
A small bud on the tip of each twig
Searching for love from the sun,
A small bee buzzes past the bud
And a new life begins.
Slowly the shell peels back and petals spring out
Inside tiny pollen covered pistols pop out
A pink shade covers the flower.
Slowly a fruit starts to grow
Round, juicy, and a brilliant red,
soon it becomes heavy and falls off the blossom.
It starts yet again
The beautiful, majestic life of the,
Apple blossom.
Clairabella Shoens
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice :) just like a young girl blooms into a beautiful woman. Great write! Titi