My Life On Paper

Green Apple Blues

Apples dusted with green

Reaching for the sky

Beautiful yet out of place

A leaf in a sea of roses

A soldier on enemy lines

Standing proud and strong

And as I stare with awe

 I can't help but compare-

As I often do-

This apple tree to myself

'We're outsiders you and I'

I say touching the bark

'So much potential

Hidden in your roots

Yet you're so overlooked

Why have one green apple

When you can have

A thousand red ones?'

I pick up a lost seed

And place it in my pocket

'For a rainy day'

I say with a smile

I sit against the sapling

And spend a few hours

With another who's

Just as lost as me

And we watch the sun set

Waiting for another day