Apple Blossoms

Apple blossoms
falling from the trees
birds singing a sweet lullaby
as we walk along the path
to our reunion

Hand in hand
no wedding band
could ever match
the vow of love we share

or the primal bond of energy
flowing in between and through
two wholes who have withstood
the test of time

and stayed in sync
with every beat of heart
along the way

as apple blossoms bloom and fall
becoming nature's nurturance of all


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