The Apple Fell Into My Hands Poem by Vera Sidhwa
The Apple Fell Into My Hands
The apple fell into my hand.
And I knew what I would do with it.
I collected more apples from the orchard.
I was going to give them to the children.
And I did.
The children felt kind towards me,
And collected apples from the same orchard,
And gave them to me.
My heart was filled with love for all of them.
Wednesday, April 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: apple
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