Here is a recent poem written in thoughts I feel. Could you guess what it is about?
Soft breeze upon the apple guide
A lovely moment that passes by
Moments within a moment I can not ignore
Here you are with a touch so pure.
When will you be here
I wish to touch you soon
months will pass quickly
You are growing so pure.
Only a small seedling
Grows into a bountiful tree
Full of apples ripe for the picking
Not one fallen to the ground.
Moments happen so quickly
Months before I see you
So pure to the touch
I wish I known sooner.
Lovely apple guide is smiling
Is it you watching me back
Or is it my thoughts wishing
A apple guide smiles pure.
Winter months go fastly
I wish to touch you
Something so pure and kind
My little apple guide.
Pine Enshrined Reviews 