Apple Tree Poem by Naveed Akram

Apple Tree



I was under the apple boughs
Being simple
Been sick
And mentally unstable.
I was a man of ease and virtue,
Being simpler than the rest,
My simplicity awed my parents.

Sunday, December 13, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: parents,sick
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Naveed Akram

Naveed Akram

London, England
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