IN September, when the apples were red, <br />To Belinda I said, <br />'Would you like to go away <br />To Heaven, or stay <br />Here in this orchard full of trees <br />All your life?' And she said, 'If you please <br />I'll stay here–where I know, <br />And the flowers grow.'<br /><br />Kate Greenaway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-an-apple-tree/
