Plant Each Apple Tree Poem by James McLain

I am looking down, but I can only wait until, so long.
Together I am settled here along beside you.
Some where there along the winding river,
do it not to do it that it does, when flowing boldly.

Life flows out and down the river which by you I held.
By myself nothing to hold I held it down through you.
I have loving wrapped,
a thousand miles of years and tears with only you.

And, I it is and I with you and you with it, it is.

I count each day the apple trees in well lined order.
Fruits of all the showers, coming off of those green leaves.
Where ever they are newly planted or brought forth right up.
I have included water, love, so plant each plant accordingly.