Trust In Love – James Gallagher

The Abandoned Orchard

 

Today I saw an abandoned orchard from the highway.

Each tree’s branches reached out

into one another, announcing their neglect.

The tall, overgrown grass around their trunks

made them virtually unreachable.

Yet, even as I raced by,

the gnarled fruit glistened.

There, despite the disregard,

the apples had grown.

As I passed on through the city

I saw the children

not playing in the streets

but surviving there;

bitter, angry, hardened,

learning to “get over”.

Surely, as each unharvested apple

falls to the barren earth,

never to issue nurtured fruit,

that will be capable

of bearing nurtured fruit,

we are all diminished.

 

 

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