A RIDDLE ( APPLE TREE)

GONE WILD , GROWN OLD ON A WINDY HILL SHE BENDS AND TURNS<> HER ARMS SEEK THE GROUND HER FINGERS MULTIPLY, HER FRUIT SMALLER AND MORE ACID EACH YEAR GOES INTO THE GROUND. HER SEEDS LIE BURIED. AS SHE GROWS, SHE LEARNS SHE CAN BREAK. AS SHE FALLS SHE LEARNS SHE CAN BEND. AS SHE SPREADS HERSELF OUT IN THE MEADOW EACH YEAR LIKE A HARP, SHE LEARNS WHAT TUNES SHE CAN PLAY ON THE AIR. APPLE TREE MOTHER OF THE WIND, APPLE DAUGHTER OF THE HILL,!!!!