April Apples
April apples crisp and firm
Round and tasty
Stirring the worm
In abundance and free from fears
Earlier than the Mayspheres
April apples
Rosy and abound
Not as pronounced
As the June mound
Go forth and see
Out in the street
The April apples
Your eyes will meet
Feast and gorge
The April Apples
That nature forge(d)
A thankyou….
Further poetry on the subject is available here
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