A love in verse

The Last Pear Plucked

1997-09-14
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The last pear plucked

The evening primrose gone – 

What now may fate deduct

From what our love has won?

Though the petal fall

And red leaf nurse the earth

Love always is Ali

An enemy to dearth.

Though the seasons spin

The root whence springs the flower

Draws yet nutrition in

In love’s eternal hour

Renewed, the stalk will tower

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