What to Do about Trees
What to do about trees, for she had room:Have an orchard. But isn't that thinkingAbout twenty years ahead? So she wentTo the tool room for her spade in November;
Took that and four apple saplings downOnto the flat by the road, and began. Years she
Did this, working up and around the riseOf better ground. Pears, cherries, quince
Abounded, but the plums got blight, and had toBe started over. She was too old to harvestOr even get shade from nut trees, they're so slow;Uncoupling crop from objective, she anyway setThem out, along with all the rest. Last, she
Thought of mulberries. The hens could haveReally used those. Oh, well. She ordered,Even this late in life, and planted once more,Even as those old hens looked on amazed:Something to offer folks not yet alive.
Took that and four apple saplings downOnto the flat by the road, and began. Years she
Did this, working up and around the riseOf better ground. Pears, cherries, quince
Abounded, but the plums got blight, and had toBe started over. She was too old to harvestOr even get shade from nut trees, they're so slow;Uncoupling crop from objective, she anyway setThem out, along with all the rest. Last, she
Thought of mulberries. The hens could haveReally used those. Oh, well. She ordered,Even this late in life, and planted once more,Even as those old hens looked on amazed:Something to offer folks not yet alive.
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