Posted by
GeorgAnna
at
6:22 PM
BLOSSOMS
I feel a wild delight inside
when apple blossoms I see
I stand beneath and looking up
blue sky beyond the tree
seems just to pull me in and I begin
to try to remember what I'm feeling
as if I'd known them in a former world
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Now I am kneeling
in the columbine and blue-bells
They transport me from the HERE
and I recall I've seen them once
before in another sphere
and when I hear a certain sound
I can remember angels singing
Oh music! and the blossoms
seem to send my spirit reeling
past earth's ceiling
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Well, the apple blossoms in the orchard have come and gone, and they have escaped all the frost we had. Dee has done the first spraying, a thing he'll do every three or four weeks. Almost time to thin, then we just sit and wait for heaven to do its part. But I think the best thing is blossom time. Such beauty and a promise of good things to come.
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