by: Walther Hennings
{This is just a thanks to my mom}
An apples life is quite a thing
It starts of small but grows quite big
An apple lives on Mother tree
'Til he's to heavy, big, falls free.
With a last "Thank you, Mom"
Away at last, into the world
Into...
The next stage of its life
A life; adventurous and rife.
Until upon a day,
It lands inside a bigger thing,
A hand comes down,
Then apple becomes part of a much
older and wiser thing.
older and wiser thing.
That is the passage of my life
A life.....
Adventurous and rife.
Thanks mom
