Apples and girls.

Apples and girls.

A Poem by Faye

This is pretty true.

are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree. The
boys don't want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

© 2011 Faye

Author's Note

It's meant to be that shape to help with pace.

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Very nice, and true. (Still to think if one could fall for another.)

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Added on April 30, 2011
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Lincolnshire, United Kingdom

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