Apple Blossom

Hidden in the branches
a little treasure
Pink , white and scented
beauty beyond measure

Waiting for gentle breeze
cascading across the sky
Comes the apple blossom
petals swftly blowing by

Outstretching her arms
in delicate grace
perhaps you may see her
between each flowing space

For when she arrives
is knowing whats to come
The beauty of this tree
where apples are coming from

Red ripe and heavy
sweet and tasty treat
Where sowing all her seeds
Gives more for those to eat

Brightest Bountiful blessing
A harvest to come soon
And here I happily whistle
the Apple Blossoms tune!