My appletree
is filling me with joy
My appletree
he is a real gift to me
Facing rain and cold
losing leaves and fruits
He's still standing tall
amidst the storms
of autumn time
he preserves his dignity
with less and lesser leaves
almost naked is his trunk
he's not ashamed but full of empathy
My appletree
is embracing me
with tender presence
a gift he will always be