Apple Tree

 In the dappled sunshine 

Underneath an appletree

There is a little world

Where lives a band of three.

At times, they are pirates

So wicked and so mean

Sailing their mighty ship

On a sea of grassy green.

Other times, they’re cowboys

Decked out in boots and hats

Is that cows they’re herding

Or is it maybe cats?!

Sometimes they’re loving mothers

Pushing dolls in the swings

“Have you heard about my friend”

Is the song they sing.

Often, they’re “big brothers” 

As busy as can be

What all they are doing 

Is a mystery to me!

And so the days go by

Young, wild, and carefree

In that lovely little world

Underneath the apple tree.