The Old Pear tree
The Old Pear Tree
It lay as it fell,
The old Pear tree
I tried to count the yearly rings,
They were too much for me.
For over sixty years it grew,
Free standing in the field,
While all the creatures, great and small
Enjoyed its fruitful yield.
No hand of man had felled her
T’was nature brought her down,
And now the shattered trunk and limbs
Have stained the pasture brown
The mighty trunk, decayed within,
Concealed the deadly rot,
The seeming sturdy ancient tree
Was sicker than we thought.
Against the run-in shed it fell,
Thank God that beam was sound
I feared I’d find the shed as well
Collapsed upon the ground.
I did not see the rot creep in.
The outer bark seemed true.
Each spring I’d see the buds appear
And then the flowers too
But rot was eating her inside.
I guess the signs were there
But like a fool, I’d missed them all,
Moved past them, unaware.
And now there’s nothing left to do
But move the broken wood,
And burn to ash this ancient tree
That once gave so much good.
Perhaps I’ll look at what is left
To find a piece that’s free
And clean of soul-destroying rot.
I’ll carve a memory.
In life’s relationships I know
I need to look for signs.
Lest rot, or apathy, set in
And love gets undermined.
A piece of wood from a broken limb
Should not be all I hold,
When wife and children gather here.
Those moments are pure gold.
I’ll strive for more as I grow grey,
To love, and understand,
And tell this tale of the old pear tree
As I hold my grandchild’s hand
About this poem
Written after our pear tree fell out in the field.
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Written on May 10, 2010
Submitted by jchslaton on May 21, 2022
Modified on April 30, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | A bAxa cded xfxf ghax bibi gcxc xjej ckak xaha xxgx xlxl xmam |
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Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,508 |
Words | 324 |
Stanzas | 13 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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