I Saw an Apple...

I Saw an Apple...

I saw an apple on top of a tree
A bright red, trying to be free
Holding on against the gust of wind
Clinging on to that hollow bend

I saw an apple, about to fall
Ready to catch it upon its call
That she's letting go of her hold
Shivering from the winter's cold

I saw an apple, held it tight
Whispered not to give up the fight
So I dug a hole, plant it on the ground
Place it where beauty can be found

I saw an apple that became a tree
The apple was now really free
Its branch houses birds' nest
Beside her is where I rest