Wednesday, May 25, 2011

APPLE BLOSSOM TIME

I sit in the shadow of apple-boughs, In the fragrant orchard close, and around me floats the scented air,

With it's wave-like tidal flows, I close my eyes in dreamy bliss,

And call no king my peer;

For is not this the rare, sweet time,

The blossoming time of year?

~Horatio Alger~