Who am I?

I am an apple tree It all starts from a small seed

Then slowly I grow big and strong

The great big trunk of the tree is my body

The fresh verdant oval shaped leaves represent my hair

The stiff brown branches are like my arms

And my legs and feet are the long scattered roots

And finally my bright shiny scarlet apples

They are a beacon of my love

One for each and every one

My friends, my family, and the people I love

The apples represent a deep, strong bond

The longer my friendship is, the bigger the apple grows

The stronger the love is, the sweeter my apples become

Sometimes friendship and love are lost, that’s when my apples drop

This shows the deep memorable scars of my love and friendship

All the bad and rotten apples one by one descend to the ground

Leaving me lighter and free to carry new apples

I am an apple tree