Orchard Harvest

We planted apple treesIn faith, with hope.Now most summers weHave sweet yellow apples, With pink blushes.I peel and cook them so,In winter I will have Summer sunshine warm in a bowl With cinnamon.


Preparing food for winterWinter? Really?Who believes in winterWhen it's so, so hot?I do. We do.We know God promisedSpring, summer, autumn, winterTo the end of time.Really!

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