The Song Of The Apple Blossom Fairies

Up in the tree we see you, blossom-babies,

All pink and white;

We think there must be fairies to protect you

From frost and blight,

Until, some windy day, in drifts of petals,

You take your flight.

Apple Blossom Fairies

Cecily Mary Barker

You'll fly away!  But if we wait with patience,

Some day we'll find

Here, in your place, full-grown and ripe, the apples

You left behind-

A goodly gift indeed, from blossom babies

To human-kind!

Beautiful Red Delicious Apples

"The Song Of The Apple Blossom Fairies"

Cecily Mary Barker