Under the apple tree
Red flowers grow
And the wind blows
Through petals and leaves
Under the yew tree
Green grass blows
And every day it grows
New life is born
Under the oak tree
I sit and smile
Eating my oats
And I dream of you
Author notes
There is meant to be more to this than you see at first. Not sure how well I achieved it but I've never tried anything like this before so hey-ho.
A contest entry
- The Ultimate Goal by N e a r.
20000 points, ended June 2, 2008, 946 entries
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I love the descriptions in this piece - just beautiful... However you used the same words to rhyme with in the 1st and 2nd stanza... that was kinda upsetting....
Although this is a very good piece, I would have liked better rhyming...
Beautiful however
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