Empty Orchard Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Empty Orchard



Standing alone in an orchard filled with empty apple
trees, nothing left of them to eat.

All having been picked clean by others on their way
through the orchard.

Saturday, August 23, 2014
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