This poem is for my wonderful and caring Nanny, she does so much for us and today is her birthday. Happy Birthday.
This poem is about an apple that ends up being whizzed into a super delicious smoothie that my nanny likes to make in her Nutribullet each day.
THE APPLES TEARS
I’m trembling, a giant hand seizes me and takes me from the bowl.
My time has come, the humans are taking their toll.
I scream and I scream, but nobody hears,
I cry great juicy tears.
The lid is shut and I am trapped,
I struggle until all my energy is sapped.
I wait for the moment with utter dread,
when the glinting blade will blitz my head.
The human smiles with it’s glassy eyes,
“Little apple, you’re in for a suprise”
They don’t realise I know too well,
what will happen in this deathly cell.
A thundering noise begins above my head
and the blade starts whizzing as I have said.
I can only dodge it for so long,
soon I’ll be part of that green slimy throng.
As I lose my ear, I let out a yelp,
“If there’s anyone out there, could they please help?”
I think of the memories of a summer day,
when I grew on a tree in a land faraway.
I think of what my Mama used to say,
“Be bold, little apple, be brave”.
So now I’m all gone
and my body is part of that green slimy throng,
I’ll be glad for the memories of a bright summers day
and the memory of a tree in a land faraway.
ps I think this is one of my favourite poems I’ve ever written!