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The Cherry Tree Who Visited an Apple Orchard and Decided to Stay
In the blowing-wind dusk the cherry tree waves
Far more than the orchard’s Anna-apple trees
Into whose company it has intruded itself
This party-crasher who has somehow moved in
While the cherry tree waves its leaves about
A single cricket hidden in the grass
Chirrups an evening hymn of just one note
As the work-weary birds wing to the woods
The last sunbeams have climbed up and away
And winked goodnight to this cherry-tree day
