Juicy red apples
Lying on the street
Juicy red apples
All ready to eat
Juicy red apples
Everywhere you see
Juicy red apples
Forming a sea
Juicy red apples
Falling from the sky
Juicy red apples
Greeting the eye
Juicy red apples
Keep raining down
Juicy red apples
All over town
Juicy Red Apples
Frank Solanki 
This poem reads like it a song. I can almost hear the music in my head.
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Aww… how delightful! It brought back memories of how I felt when I visited a hill station in India during ‘apple season’. This is how I felt… apples everywhere, even in the air. The scent and sight was everywhere.
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Sounds like a good day to stay inside to avoid being hit by apples … and when the rain ends, going out to enjoy eating some applesauce 🙂
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