Monday, October 5, 2015

apples, apples

francesca has come home with the sweetest rhymes from her nursery school. this is one of my new favorites.

apples, apples, what a treat
sweet and tart and good to eat
apples green and apples red,
they hang from brances overhead
and when the wind blows
our apples drop
so we can have our apple crop.*

and she loves these little apples from apple n amos!

*a variation on the original by helen moore

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