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.