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Wednesday, 27 November 2013

...apple of my eye;



Nothing like a home grown apple,
A jewel glinting in the tree
Ripens in sun and rain and dew;
It’s taste of honeyed blossoms,
The warmth of summer days. Ts


©Photo my garden/Text Ts/Titania Everyday.
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