Shelf life
Rows of many lay before.
They Hang from the tree,
yet a single golden apple
is all the eye could see.
Picked from it's slumber
In the heavens above.
It lays in the palm,
like a porcelain dove.
It stands so...
They Hang from the tree,
yet a single golden apple
is all the eye could see.
Picked from it's slumber
In the heavens above.
It lays in the palm,
like a porcelain dove.
It stands so...