Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, CRABAPPLE SPRING, by J. E. ELLIOTT


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CRABAPPLE SPRING, by                    
First Line: The expert said the old crabapple tree
Last Line: Its harvest bountiful, the year it died.
Subject(s): Spring


The expert said the old crabapple tree
Should be cut down, for it had served its time;
It was a rotten shell, and past its prime;
It took the space where a good tree should be.
True it was old, but wrapped in dignity
When Mother saw it first, in winter's grime;
To cut it now would almost be a crime.
My Mother's heart told her to disagree.

She let it stand, and when the springtime came,
A surge of energy which burst in flame
From some deep-hidden source the old tree found
Of pink and white crabapple blossoms round.
The tree was full of beauty undenied,
Its harvest bountiful, the year it died.





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