Erica Burke

Rookie (5/12/1992 / Port Huron, MI)

The Apple - Poem by Erica Burke

The color of ruby red with dots of yellow mixed in,
Little Jonny Apple Seed,
And gravity at work.
Look close and see,
A small puncture, faint lines, or a crunchy lunch munch!
Someone wants to guard the apple,
Why else would it have that shiny protectant layer?
How much of God,
Is in this small snack?
A protector, small punctures in our life,
Many different kinds of apples, all a different color.
Look at the apple and see that it has a stem.
This apple needed someone to give it life,
And after we eat this apple, and its life has ended, another will begin from its end.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 11, 2011


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