Quite early in the cool of the frosty morn
If you were alert then to be peering,
You'd spy a secret goings on
Over yonder in the clearing.

For wandering with a purpose true
This hale and hearty, but weathered man,
With a love for the soil and hungry folks
Would tramp courageously, all across the land.

Under his arm, he carried a hessian bag
Bulging full of little black seeds,
To grow orchards in neat fenced rows, he resolved
Is what this famished country needs.

To dream of apple blossoms
All blowing gently in the wind,
Each tree laden down with fruit
To meet the need of kith and kin.

So donning a working suit and tin-pot hat
He slept beneath the stars,
Oh Johnny Appleseed, for fifty years
You held all in such high regard.

Friend to every gentle creature
And of every tribe and tongue,
Your lived your treasured word of God
"I come bringing good news right fresh from heaven."
Sharing goodness as you walked along.

Johnny was an educated nursery man
Planting west of Pennsylvania, New York state and more,
Then explored south of Lakes and west Ohio
Selling apple trees affordable to all.

Now with passion we have for apple pie
Served warm with cinnamon and cream,
Our hearts remember John Chapman from Massachusetts
A champion who fulfilled his dream.


Soft Whispers from
Derry's Heart Poems
2004 used with permission

One person can make a big, big difference in the world.

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