I remember my first kiss,
How sweet it was to me.
A kiss so pure and innocent,
Under an apple tree.

A shy small girl felt her first love,
And yet my heart was sad.
For tomorrow he would be gone,
The dearest friend I had.


He said that he would think of me,
And write me every day.
He sang a song that afternoon,
As he walked away.

"I'll be with you in apple blossom time!",
He sang so sweet and clear.
"I'll be with you, to change your name to mine!",
 To me a song so dear.

There are many years now gone past,
Since that day I was kissed.
Still, whenever I hear that song,
I wonder....was I missed?

Copyright 2002

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Midi Pickin By Harry.....
I'll Be With You In Apple Blossom Time

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