Apricot Tree

 

Sweet Apricot Tree

What happened to thee?

You are no longer here

In the backyard I thought was so dear.

Your fruit was so sweet

Though I was a bit of a cheat

Because while I admired it,

This fruit I never bit.

I spend years of my childhood

Climbing your branches as every child should

Within these boughs I'd write a story

Or simply use them as my personal observatory.

It was here that I explored

My creative mind that was never bored
I played Pocahontas
And no one ever bothered us.

Sweet Apricot Tree
What happened to thee?
You rotted from the inside
You fell to the ground, leaving me aside.