We climbed atop the meadow hill

And looked down on the town

We walked beneath the apple trees

And bent their branches down

We sniffed their sweetness, let them go

And ran to race the stream

It laughed at us, so we sat down

To look, and rest, and dream.

Then we went around the bend

Where sweet the violets grew

And cool winds came and kissed our cheeks

And bade us welcome too.

“I love you mummy”, Jerry cried

I answered with a kiss,

And prayed, “God give all mothers

One perfect day like this”

Charlotte “Teagie” Markell 1935 Better Homes and Gardens