Archive for November 15th, 2012

The Last Apple

Fall in Stevensville, Montana

The Last Apple

Oh, to be a kid again,
Riding with Jack Frost
Through leaves of gold.

Just a kid on a bike
Stopping to pick
The last apple of summer,
Lost in the moment
Sweet with memories.

Just a kid on a bike
Not needing to know
Where the trail ends,
Surprised when it does.

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