Apple

I don't visit enough 
to remember simple things.
Isn't that silly?
There's a short list of things
I'd like to do.

I have a suspicion
there's some little fear creature
whispering in the space
where songs used to sing.

SO, This Morning
I opened the Greatest Song Book of All Time.
and
SANG.

Yeppers,
The Cure?

Sing LOUD!

πŸ’™
-g-

ps – Once I refused to eat apples because “they made my teeth itch.” Now I like them . . . giggle.

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