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Apple

from Pie by Andy Shea

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You're reaching out for apple seeds.
It's sowing season once again.
I hope you know that I grow slow;
I appreciate your patience.

The fruit I bear looks good to eat,
but inside it's still hard
and it might break off a tooth or three,
so don't be too disheartened.

But if you let me stay,
you won't be disappointed by the wait.

My fingertips are galaxies
each universe divided
each planet pulled down honest
by the simplest of science.

Don't misconstrue as apathy
my state at gentle giant.
While Newton slept, I bumped his head
and when he broke the silence, he said,

"If we spin through space
then gravity is what we call this weight."

By the way I wish you'd stay
to pick up the pulp and to save
what we're able to save
to place upon your plate.

I'll soon assume as apple sauce
or live inside a pie that's been baked
with care, no sliver spared,
as I'm served up family style.

And if you dare to taste,
I hope that you'll forgive me.
Please, promise you'll forgive me.
I hope that you'll forgive me
for the weight.

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from Pie, released March 14, 2019

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Andy Shea

Singer/Songwriter with New England roots. I believe songs are meant for sharing. People make performances. Let's create something meaningful. Thank you for listening!

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