in every season
the apple tree
is my Eden
Ever Creating
each winter day
still more
beautiful
Everything In Its time
everyone’s fledged
the nest rests
as apples ripen
The Orchard’s Loom
a tapestry
the apple tree
hung upon the sky
Apple’s Obligation
time is the harvester
of a crop that grew
to feed the earth
Steadfast in Love
grandmother apple tree
reaches out to me
pressing love and sweetness
into my hands
Recipient
everything
that was needed
was given in abundant grace
Twelfth Night
wassail the oldest apple tree
beseech a fine harvest in spring
Apple Majesty
with a crown
of ruby fruit
the queen presides
Tending
one must
dare the top rung
to tend the apple tree
Lingering
baubles above the brook
just out of deer’s reach
last year’s apples
Place
by the brook
under the apple tree
a good place to grow
Golden Delicious
Grandmother apple tree
comforts the afternoon
with shade.