Crab apples picked at their peak of ripeness <br />But one was much sourer than it should be. <br />After picking I placed it in the basket <br />But it spoiled the others…so they might never seed. <br /> <br />It was as crabby as a crab apple could be <br />As sour …as ever was tasted! <br />My thought was…….. <br />“Way in my life… for you… was time wasted? ” <br /> <br />I tried to make you sweet as the others <br />But all you wanted to do was crab! <br />Why when I placed you…down in the basket? <br />Did you have to spoil others….to go bad? <br /> <br />“One bad apple does spoil the bunch” <br />I’d heard that said before. <br />To place all of ones time and tenderness into something <br />And get out of it… nothing more. <br /> <br />God says….” to turn the other cheek” <br />To show everyone… God’s mercy and grace. <br />So next time I’m hoping….from all my efforts <br />My crab apples… will all have a sweeter taste! <br /> <br />By: Linda Winchell <br />Copyright: 2009<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/crabby-crab-apple/
