An apple a day ….

This morning, I was down to our allotment to harvest some carrots (disappointing) and tatties (so-so)
Our neighbour there has a great crop of apples and he gave me some.
When I got home, I put them on a shelf and …..
Due to overwhelming public demand!!!! I have attached my poem from last night as an extra.
The task was to write a poem reflecting feelings on being seventy and over.
They are not necessarily my own personal feelings, just some that seventies and over might have.