Apple Prayer Answered

An apple hung on lofty limb Rosy red, softly glimmering Against cool Autumn's waning light Looking longingly at the sight Dreaming desperately for a bite A clever man hatched his plan He shook the tree with all his might But no effort of mortal man Could loose that apple red and grand Hungry belly, fraught with dismay The man began to walk away When hint of wind swept 'cross his face Perhaps there was another way Falling on his knees he prayed Nothing happened and now twas dark Leaning back against tree bark Feeling forlorn, his outlook stark Chilling gusts left him shivering Cold and hungry, dark and dreary When sudden thud he heard clearly Rosy red sweet satisfaction