Strawberry Apples and You

‎I went to the market and saw

‎something familiar and new.

‎They're called

‎strawberry apples,

‎And somehow they remind me of you.

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‎As I bite into its crispy flesh,

‎I tasted the delicate truth

‎You've bravely shared.

‎Sweet juicy thoughts came

‎over me:

‎Such loving God we have, 

‎Who hand-painted and gave life to

‎Strawberry apples and to you.

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- Cristine A.D

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