My Poems

What Became the Apple in the Apple Tree

Once there was an apple tree

With an apple who wanted to be free

He didn't want to be bitten

For then he would be eaten

He dreamed he would grow legs and hands

So he could climb down and explore the lands

One bright day

A wizard came

And asked the apple about his dream

With a blink of an eye the apple beamed

For he had legs and hands

To explore the lands

And from this day

The wizard

(Who came from a blizzard)

When ever you see him

Tell him your dream

If it is worthy

You may find yourself beam

{Credit goes to @LoneMocasin for the picture.}