The Lonely Apple Tree Poem by Koffi B Sossou

It was the evening I drove to Stephen's.
The sky was bruised and cloudy,
And the coldness in Whidbey grew wilder and wilder
And I drove my CX-5 to Stephen's
The tall, beautiful trees flanking the road drew my attention,
But all they got was a fleeting look.

For whatever coincidence it might be,
All traffic lights went green to favor me.
Stephen and Noelle, two beautiful, loving hearts
Were standing by the door, their faces warm and welcoming
With Stephen playing "Stand by Me" on his guitar
I parked my car in the grass - the green grass.

Stephen drove his RAV 4, in which I sat comfortably.
We got to the Ferry station and parked the car
And we walked to get our tickets, which Stephen had paid for.
We got off a few minutes later and walked pass the apple tree,
The lonely apple tree.
Yes, the lonely apple tree whose fruits were overlooked and abandoned.

Dozens of apples were scattered and decaying on the ground
And no one seemed interested.
Sadness filled my heart as a lioness deprived of her lion cubs.
Stephen decided to eat one, but again overlooked the one underneath.
Please forgive me, dear Stephen, for saying this:
He climbed the miserable apple tree, shook it with rage

And the isolated apple tree let go of some of its fruits
With relief and joy
Sadly, Stephen picked just one
He gave it some bites and threw the rest away
O, miserable apple tree, I wish I could help
That's what the Vegans do when they plead for animals.

Then we reached the library of Dog Island
Came back to the church where we listened to
Tomy and Samuel's poetry.