Lady in the Scarlet Dress

There was a farm
I used to visit there
The lady of the house
Made the sweetest things
Of crisp golden brown

On a few acres of land
Tended with the loving care
In her scarlet dress

Gather herbs in the garden
For the early morning guest
Memories enough to go around
And more for the rest

Its not there anymore
A long time ago

On the hill above
Looking out
Where it once stood
With the heart's memories
Distressed

You can see
What use to be
The happiness sounds
Aroma's of love
That were prepare

I miss that lady
In the scarlet dress

The Last Apple Tree

It was a time long ago

Village crops started to fail

On there, out of the way island

Losing most of the trees

Fulfilling building

And other needs

Only one tree left

So much hope to survive

That night

A special campfire meeting

Was called

No more apples should be eating

The villagers didn’t listen

To the rule

They ate

Till there was only one

Left on the tree

Well, they cried our end has begun

We will post a guard to watch

The last apple on the tree

Appointed sentry slept

The last one fell

A mute villager

Found it and wouldn’t tell

Took it home for the family to share

When it was gone

All there was left were the seeds

With his voice no one heard before

We will nurture them here

Then pant them outdoors

The village didn’t know

What they were going to do

Quickly running out of food

All their corps dying or dead

We will have to leave our beloved island

Look for somewhere else instead

The mute citizen with plenty to say

We will secretly

Take these little seedlings

Plant them across the hills

Next spring trees growing everywhere

The island community was thrilled

He was made the village rule maker

For every one apple that is eating

One has to be planted

Soon so many apples to eat and for compost

All the other crops came back

Food for all, wood for most

The moral to my little story is

If it’s your last bite

You hadn’t done nothing to prepare

Give back to mother earth’s care

Later you will be rewarded

With plenty to share…