An Old Wall.

An old wall,

At the edge of a new compound,

Brings in the sunrise,

With a stupendous glow over the fields.

There is an apple tree 🍎 🌳,

Which blooms for most of the year.

As the sunrays grace the fields,

The apples glow as if they were made b the creator.

Wouldn’t it be nice to have them.


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