The Pear Tree

The pear tree grew heavy

With much fruit to bear

So, she lowered her branches

In a gesture to share

First came the deer

Across the field, down the hill

To savor the sweetness

Until each had their fill

Next came the crows

Who filled up their beaks

So, when they squawked

Pear juice dribbled and leaked

Down on the ground

With the half-eaten fruit

Bees feasted and buzzed

Around the farmer’s boot

Who stood on tippy toes

To reach the untouched pears

The ones the tree had saved

For her and him to share

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