Orchard Pears

Orchard Pears

 

The pear trees were a sight

Each spring of the year

With an orchard white 

And swallows as overseers 

 

In the orchard was serenity

And satisfaction we knew

Each summer while working hard

Picking the abundant fruit

 

A pear enjoyed in the field 

Was refreshing to everyone

And was more juicy than an apple

And golden in the sun

 

And we worked hard

On preserves that we made

And won blue ribbons some

As granny did in her day

 

Each year we celebrated

At the fruit all around

And thanked our little orchard

For the serenity we found