Little Red Apples
Not a leaf left on the crabapple tree
instead little red apples hang
like ornaments on a Christmas tree.
Little red apples that spend
most of the winter covered with snow
waiting for the robins of spring
to fly back for a feast
so little pink flowers can bloom
and become little red apples again.
BIO. OF THE POET
Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in St. Louis, Missouri. His fiction and poetry have appeared in various publications, including The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Christian Science Monitor, The Chicago Tribune and Commonweal.
*Posted by- Pijush Kanti Deb, the owner cum editor of ‘’Poebita Poetry Magazine’’
*Submission Guidelines:1. Any poem below 30 lines except political and erotic can be sent to the editor for consideration
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