Apple blossoms sweetly scented
Once they're gone they are lamented
Twisting and twirling in the breeze
Tell me where you have been please
Did you dare to float up high
Were you brave enough to try
What wonders did you happen by
While you drifted through the sky
Very soon you'll have to land
Perhaps I'll hold you in my hand
Then I'll set you gently down
So that you may rest upon the ground
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