The Last to Offer

The pear tree in my front yard is bare. Spindly red branches stick straight up out of brown branches, looking like a tree from a Tim Burton film.

Throughout the semester, it had been a perfect circle of green leaves and pears. Even into the fall, a multicolored spectrum with green pears dominated my front yard.

Now, the leaves are all on the grass, or in the ditch, or flown away with the wind. All, but one pear, who dares to stay on the tree. It is the last fruit the tree has to offer before the winter.

It is also the last I have to offer. I have worked too far, too hard, too long. My leaves have all fallen off. The fruits have been picked one by one. You never bore any fruit over the summer, I’ve decided. There was nothing I could take – no delicious apricots, no juicy apples, no scrumptious oranges. It’s been a one way trail.

Sadly, after this pear has dropped, I will have to give up. Shed my leaves to prepare for a new season. Let’s see how long the last pear lasts on the tree.

Tayler is a work at home mom. She does free lance articles and dabbles in graphic design and virtual assisting for bloggers. She spent 3 years as a history and English teacher. Her passions are her husband, two children, history, reading, nature, and her Savior, Jesus Christ.