When spring comes round, our apple tree is very full of flowers,
And when a bird sits on a branch the petals fall in showers.
When summer comes round, our apple tree is very full of green,
And everywhere you look in it there is a leafy screen.
When autumn comes round, our apple tree is full of things to eat
And apples hang from every branch to tumble at our feet.
When winter comes round, our apple tree is full of snow and ice,
And rabbits come to visit it . . . We think our tree is nice.
by Marchette Chute
Marchette Gaylord Chute was born on 16 August 1909 in Wayzata, Minnesota, United States of America. She became a biographer, a fiction writer, and a poet. Marchette Gaylord Chute passed on at 84 years of age on 6 May 1994 in Montclair, New Jersey, United States of America.