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.