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Then all at once little pink and white hand 

 kerchiefs began to flutter in the wind. 



And they heard the voices of the apple 

 blossoms saying : 



" This way, little bees. 



" Walk right in and help yourselves. 



" Our finest honey is at your service." 



And the bees did walk right in. 



They helped themselves to all that they could 

 find. 



Then out they walked again. 



Not one said anything about paying for the 

 honey either. 



But they did pay for it, too. 



For they carried the flower dust from flower 

 to flower. 



The yellow flower dust helps the seeds to 

 grow. 



Wise little apple blossoms ! 



Now I know why you smell so sweet. 



Now I know why you are so beautiful. 



It is not for me. 



It is for the bees. 



And it is not for the bees either. 



It is for your seed babies. 



But I love you just the same. 



