Ripe Apples

May 24, 2008 3:48 pm

Girls are like
apples on trees. The best
ones are at the top of the tree.
The boys don’t want to reach for
the good ones because they are afraid
of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they
just get the rotten apples from the ground
that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples
at the top think something is wrong with
them, when in reality, they’re amazing.
They just have to wait for the right
boy to come along, the one
who’s brave enough

to climb
all the way
to the top
of the tree

3 Responses to “Ripe Apples”

Cole wrote a comment on May 25, 2008

I’m such a dork. I just got a little choked up while reading this. I can only hope that I am on the top of the tree.

Monica wrote a comment on May 26, 2008

Did you write this? That’s neat.

Summer wrote a comment on May 26, 2008

I wish I could take credit for writing this, but I can’t. Chris found it somewhere. I love it.

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