Pear Tree Poems - Poems about Pear Tree

in the aged pear tree ...

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robins swoosh around up and down the pear tree stands gails blew pollen dusts robins left the tree fearing a storm will blow hard the pear tree was sad a new pair dropped by finches revel with raindrops pear tree smiled, birds soothed...

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What kind of a tree is that? I asked Santa with a bit of glee. He smiled his mirth and amusement but did not actually answer me. You should be able to tell just by looking said my cousin Wee. She is always a spoil setter, and usually not so nice to thee. Partridge in a pear tree! Partridge...

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Near the curb, by the right of way; Next to the street; Over onto the sidewalk; Where pedestrians stalk; Twit the grasses trespasses; A wild pear tree full of fruit Double down swarming with bees; Flying round; No one is picking nor eating them; Children that go to school even ignore them; As I’m sitting next up against the curb; I’m thinking sure, this early...

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robin’s olfactory serves not the stinky pear tree — Spring blossoms like a bride fishy-catch of the day 3/13/2021...

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Silver bells charm young listeners, As scintillating trinkets are admired, Golden baubles reflect the smiles, Delighted squeals escape from ecstatic lips as, Unending wreaths of love and faith eye, Mistletoe hung up so high, To watch over as mysterious figures, Hurry to pack up surprise delights, In beaten sheets of silver, Red ribbons to ensure, That hope finds each child, As fountains sing a song their...

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The tree, In my yard, The beautiful pear tree, Will not bare a scar, Through all eternity. Though it may not show it's buds, It show how it is special. The tree in my yard, The pear tree, Blossoms late, And hibernates early, The pear tree in my yard, The beautiful pear tree, Has never produced a fruit, But it is my pear tree, it is special. In all of...

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I know I'm surely not the most beautiful tree For my leaves and form are really quite plain All year I quietly stand and bide my time In the fall I bear fruit, the waiting not in vain.. Finally my branches yield globes of green an gold I bear their weight with pride and such delight With reluctant pleasure at last...

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aware in a bottle garden, a pear tree ...

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The bursting blossom of a pear tree twist and swirl with a lavishing beauty, Promising plenty of fruit along each smooth branch and bough delivering all, Rosebushes buds red buds burst into leaves with fresh dew dripping on grass, A shy foxglove shakes in soft breeze hides her sweet face behind new leaves. The taccamahac a name to deal...

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To see the beautiful grandeur that is the twining's of the rose and the pear tree. Is something that you don't forget. And I haven't since I was three. The pear tree has stood the test of time, From weather to kids on tire swings. It's heavily blossomed, snow white each year and home to...

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To see the beautiful granduer that is the twining's of the rose and the pear tree. Is something that you don't forget. And I haven't since I was three. The pear tree has stood the test of time, From weather to kids on tire swings. It's heavily blossomed, snow white each year and home to...

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Pear tree tall erect Loaded with ripe fruit to pick Pear perserves, pickles...

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there you stand in my garden looking at us all waving with the wind protecting us all giving us food each year staring at the the garden the top of the garden is where you rest providing a home for others to lie there you stand the protector the hero the pear tree...

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