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(pronounced cured after three years of leukemia) 

This child’s an apple blossom girl, 

a special harvest from a star, 

whirled down from space unmarred, 

and destined for our atmosphere. 

This child’s my apple blossom girl, 

cherished from her tiny sleep, 

beneath our taller gaze, 

growing with sturdy fragility. 

This child’s my apple blossom girl, 

the kind that melts the heart, 

that frames sweet things upon the mind, 

my apple blossom girl. 

—Kay Wehner