When Barbara was a little girl-
A pear tree, highlighted her world.
.
The farm, where she grew up was
a wonderful place-
With plenty of room to run, without ever
running out, of space.
.
Barbara remembers, without any dispute-
That the pear tree had the most
delicious fruit.
.
And, underneath, is where the four leaf
clovers grew-
Finding one, meant much luck, which
obviously, Barbara would acrue.
.
There were old trees and new ones
that sprouted, from the ground-
Hanging upside down, on an old
one, is where Barbara, as a child
could be found.
.
Memories of apple orchards, and all
the rest of the trees-
Filled with fruit, swaying to a bit, of
a breeze.
.
For Barbara, the childhood days may be
gone-
But, of course, the memories continue on.
.
A unique person, Barbara must be-
For one of those four leafed clovers, is
pressed in her old drivers ID.
.
When Barbara was a little girl-
A pear tree highlighted her world.
Mary Elizabeth
Mar 06, 2022 @ 19:50:54
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