A Graduation Ode to the Callery Pear Tree
by Katie Harmer
I will be graduating from Yale College in May.
In January of this term, I worried about how I would spend my last semester at Yale. I felt that I needed to accomplish much in all aspects of my life here during this last chance of a semester.
When we were given this tree and told that we would be spending the semester with it, some of my last-semester anxiety dissipated.
“If the Callery pear tree Number 33 can make it to spring, so can I,” I thought.
I was comforted knowing that in May, whether or not I spent my final months at Yale well, our Callery pear tree would bloom and I would graduate.
Grounded in the soil of Hillhouse Avenue, our Callery pear is ready.
Thank you, tree!
The 12 Months of the Year of a Callery Pear Tree
In the first month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
A Callery Pear Tree
In the second month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the third month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the fourth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the fifth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the sixth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the seventh month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the eighth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Eight immature fruits
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the ninth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Nine happy picnickers
Eight immature fruits
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the tenth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Ten brilliant colors
Nine happy picnickers
Eight immature fruits
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the eleventh month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Eleven feasting birds
Ten brilliant colors
Nine happy picnickers
Eight immature fruits
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree
In the twelfth month of the year
Mother nature gave to me
Twelve snow-covered branches
Eleven feasting birds
Ten brilliant colors
Nine happy picnickers
Eight immature fruits
Seven ovate leaves
Six unpleasant odors
Five white petals
Four unopened buds
Three barren twigs
Two brown barky branches
And a Callery Pear Tree