Poem -

THE PEAR TREE THROUGH MY EYES

The pear tree in the garden stands so tall
I stand beside it hoping pears will fall
For I am five and can't reach the fruit 
Jumping up must look kind of cute 

When I'm six I know I will be taller 
It's not easy being five and smaller 
I love the pears on this tree so very much 
Sweet to eat and tender on the touch 

My brother who is ten likes pears too 
He can help himself something I want to do
Daddy says that pears are really good for you
If Daddy says this then it must be true

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Larry Ran

My Dear Kieran,

Great poem!!

These young boys were thinking about pears, but, upon reaching their teenage years, they started thinking about different "pairs".

Peace and Love,
Larry xxx

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