Asian Pear Tree

Harry and Helen had a beautiful garden

they walked hand-in-hand every day

I'd see them coming and going to town

I'd wave as I went on my way

They gave me apples, and lemons, and orchids

Daisies to plant in my yard

but then one day, I neighbor came to say

that Helen had fallen down hard

A dog on the block had bitten poor Helen

on her shoulder, so close to her heart

The Asian pear tree, that Harry gave me

is a reminder of the day she did part

Heat in the suburbs

Heavy fog at the gate

Warm umber fruit

speckled with fate

Helen left for heaven

Harry gave me a tree

so I'd remember Helen

The sweet Asian beauty

Asian pear tree, bearing lovely fruit

The color of Caramel, the shape of a lute

Little white stars decorate your tough skin

Holding you in my hand as I write to Helen

Your love is not lost, dear lady, dear friend

Your Grace was extraordinary as you weeded your garden

May God give you clouds to kneel down upon

I will think of you planting as I sing you this song

May he give you a sweet plot to maintain,

Decorate with colors, fruits and floral sprays

Helen, I'll miss you outside of my gate

I'll remember you walking and I'll continue to wave

Heat in the suburbs

Heavy fog at the gate

Warm umber fruit

speckled with fate

Part of a Creative Writing Project: Letters to Geographer 2015-2016