Cycles Of Life

By: Cheryl

Jan 08 2012

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Category: Poetry

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I stood at the counter,

Peeling and slicing apples for pie.

My son Jack asked for a slice,

Then another slice,

Then “Just one more,”

And “Just one more.”

I said, “If you keep eating the apples,

I’ll have none left for pie.”

These are surely the exact same words

My mother said to me

When I helped myself to apple slices,

As she made pie.

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