Jezzie, your apple tree is in full bloom this year.
What a shame that you will not be here
to walk me to the tree each day and stop
to enjoy the windfall apples the tree will drop.
Remember how you used to drag me on to see
if there were some apples lying under the tree?
Last year was a bad year and there were none,
but there’ll be lots this year, now you’re gone.
But you can absolutely guarantee
that every time that I see that tree
I will remember you and say a prayer
and still be wishing that you were there.