So Much For Apple Picking
I wanted to go apple picking
now that the season had arrived
So with anticipation I made a plan,
Researched and researched to find the right land-
The right place to see the growth
Of an apple tree
Right for me
With good intentions I found a lot
Seemed to have chosen the right spot
The soil was rich,
but the surroundings proved concrete
and not a sprout would spring for me
I just couldn't understand
I had followed the steps
and when the weather darkened
I survived the tests-
but this just wasn't meant to be-
It wasn't the right apple tree
For me
Disheartened and backtracked
I looked around
Realized from up this hill-
Everything was down
Saw how far I'd climbed
Seemingly without effort
I didn't realize
Just how high I was on this mountain
But I descended
I plunged head first and landed-
on my back, for nothing would catch me
and support my seed
I wasn't up for this failure
The endless depression enraptured me
I crashed below where I started
Just a big, juicy apple.
Produce of a step-by-step procedure.
Fruit of hard work and strict demeanor.
Everyone has apples.
Why not I?
I contain the studious vessel,
Of good will and determination,
And I have done nothing wrong-
save didn't belong
where I had gone
Now I'm struggling in the shadow
Trying to find sunlight
For this apple-
For this seed to take flight
Someday this land will build itself up-
I know with dutious practice-
Soil will mesh into fruitful loam
and from this my seed will grow
So I guess I went apple picking-
hit an end to reach my start-
I guess I went apple picking-
planted a seed without my heart-
I learned more than I intended with my fall
but in the end realized
the apple picked me after all
now that the season had arrived
So with anticipation I made a plan,
Researched and researched to find the right land-
The right place to see the growth
Of an apple tree
Right for me
With good intentions I found a lot
Seemed to have chosen the right spot
The soil was rich,
but the surroundings proved concrete
and not a sprout would spring for me
I just couldn't understand
I had followed the steps
and when the weather darkened
I survived the tests-
but this just wasn't meant to be-
It wasn't the right apple tree
For me
Disheartened and backtracked
I looked around
Realized from up this hill-
Everything was down
Saw how far I'd climbed
Seemingly without effort
I didn't realize
Just how high I was on this mountain
But I descended
I plunged head first and landed-
on my back, for nothing would catch me
and support my seed
I wasn't up for this failure
The endless depression enraptured me
I crashed below where I started
Just a big, juicy apple.
Produce of a step-by-step procedure.
Fruit of hard work and strict demeanor.
Everyone has apples.
Why not I?
I contain the studious vessel,
Of good will and determination,
And I have done nothing wrong-
save didn't belong
where I had gone
Now I'm struggling in the shadow
Trying to find sunlight
For this apple-
For this seed to take flight
Someday this land will build itself up-
I know with dutious practice-
Soil will mesh into fruitful loam
and from this my seed will grow
So I guess I went apple picking-
hit an end to reach my start-
I guess I went apple picking-
planted a seed without my heart-
I learned more than I intended with my fall
but in the end realized
the apple picked me after all