WHEN APPLE BLOSSOMS FALL
Good Housekeeping, June, 1892. p. 285.
When apple blossoms fall, the sky
Is blue as southern waters are,
And fleets of cloud at anchor lie
Against the dim horizon bar;
And list the bluebird flute and call,
While bobolink pours out his tune
Through all the morn and afternoon,--
When apple blossoms fall,
And Earth's green robe about her clings,
Pinned into place by blossoms sweet
As ever bent beneath the feet,
And woodsy ordored things.
When apple blossoms fall, I seem
To walk again beneath the trees,
And hear, as in a waking dream,
The sleepy drone of honey bees--
And life is love, and love is all--
It makes of Earth enchanted land
As on we loiter hand in hand,
While apple blossoms fall;
The bluebirds flute, the thrushes croon,
And through the golden afternoon
We wander on in sweet content,
With God's blue skies above us bent--
With song and bloom and sunshine blent--
In one glad symphony;
The world seems made for you and me--
And life is love, and love is all,
When apple blossoms fall.
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