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Dreaming Of My Apple

My apple, so smooth and round.

Cold to touch, it drops to the ground.

The tree it came from, old and grey, still stands strong and gently sways.


I take a big bite,

Feeling each crunch and sound,

Knowing the flavour will stick around.


As I looked at my hand, with juices running down,

My fingers getting sticky,

I can't help but frown.


With every bite, the taste is pure delight.

I am so grateful God gave me this wonderful sight.


by Corey Evans (8)
Lea & Garsdon CE Primary School - Wiltshire

Competition - Once Upon a Dream

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