Apples and Cabbages
a short poem for the season
It is apple and cabbage season —
The good, crisp things of fall,
Red and purple and green,
Sweet and peppery, tart,
A crunchy bite like the breeze
As it nips up the hill.
It is apple and cabbage season —
The good, crisp things of fall,
Red and purple and green,
Sweet and peppery, tart,
A crunchy bite like the breeze
As it nips up the hill.