Broken people are like broken apples
with the bruises of life, the tears in the skin,
the browning from the pain,
the hits of life that come akin.

Left unattended, the bruising grows,
the swelling of the pain begins to deteriorate the soul,
turning the inside dark
and killing dreams and goals.

With apples, the dark can be cut away,
preserving the rest for usefulness,
people have to let it out
for healing to preserve purposefulness.

Preserving apples preserves
life’s sweet delights.
Preserving people preserves
the beauty that keeps life bright.

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@Becky M Scranton