Peeling off the sticker

I did forget to peel off the sticker and 

she spotted the white sliver on the sliced apple.

The loss, in not peeling, was that

I did not see what was underneath,

the multi-colored streaks of red, orange and yellow,

that beauty was concealed, 

there was no admirer, 

I did not see the world reflected on

the shiny surface, the knife simply sliced

through the sticker, the slice tossed 

into the bowl.

I would never have noticed, or cared,

until I thought about what I had missed.