Busy In A Tree

I did not stop to chat with you,
As you were busy in a tree
Which was high with apples
And green leaves hiding you
Where you were picking from the tree,
I didn’t want to startle you there
For you could fall and besides
The point, I had a birthday gift
Which you were not allow to see;
So on I went to your place
Where a surprise party was going to be
But I had the feeling you were watching me
From between the green leaves of the tree
Hoping to spy the gift I was going to give to thee.

April 24th poem: Write a poem that is one sentence long, but the longest sentence you can write.


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