Big Apple Poem by Edward Kofi Louis

Big Apple



The big apple,
The red apple,
Eating it,
With the joy of your heart!
Lovely,
With the muse of peace;
Attractive,
With the aroma of life;
As you plöicked it and ate it,
Found this morning in your lovely garden.

Monday, April 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: apple
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