The Unexpected Apple

Go through life

Like an unexpected apple

Left barely hanging

Off an abandoned, wild tree.

Live in semi-anarchy

Under the loose affiliations

Of separate, neighboring branches

And the leaves that disperse light and shade.

Realize that no one knows

When the fall will come

Or where you just might land

At the feet of certain strangers.

For at that very moment

You may be left there to rot

Or lifted up with the joy

Of fresh, welcomed food

For one more hungry soul.