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Who Planted those Trees

Story ID:5823
Written by:Monte Leon Manka (bio, contact, other stories)
Story type:Poem
Location:Hemet CA. USA
Person:Chelsea Kansas Kid
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The row of eight Cedars on the north of the house
Breaking the cold North winds in winter
Planted so close together
Twas impossible to enter.

The Catalpas with their long green seed pods
Thousands of them hanging down
That Leslie and I pulled and used
To chase each other round and round.

The Weeping Mulberry in our front yard
That bore millions of berries sweet and black
That left a stain on your hands
If you picked them for a snack.

The fruit trees to the south of the house
Plums, Apples, Cherries, Peaches, and Plums they bore
For mom to can and make jelly
Into the cellar she did store.

The single Pear tree by the Chicken house
Where the Robins did nest
Such a pretty bird
With their big red breast.

The Black Walnut tree to the south of the house
Where we picked up nuts off the ground
Cracked them picked and saved the goodies
They were cookies bound.

The Lilacs when they bloomed in the summer
The flower smell so sweet
They were planted around the outhouse
To kill the odor in the heat.

The row of Hedge Apple trees
To the West Side of our farm
They formed a thorny fence
Those thorns could cause you harm.

The Black Walnut trees by the Walnut River
Some were cut down in WWII,
To make gunstocks for M1rifles
For our servicemen to use.

Who planted these trees?
In their perfect rows
Miles from any city
Who watched them grow?

At my age of six
These trees were fully-grown
Had to be planted in 1900
By persons unknown.

Id like to shake the hand
Of the person with the foresight
To plant all these beautiful trees
For his and our delight.

My Uncle Ves bought this farm
Around 1910
Who was it that owned
This property then?

I guess Ill just be satisfied
Not worry about history.
And go on with my life
To live with this Tree mystery.

Monte L. Manka 08-15-2006