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Mango Season
Mango season, for us, is a celebration, Our eyes are on enthusiastic elation; In sunlight, they shine in golden green, We children gather to witness the scene; Though we have our mangroves, Neighbor’s is tastier; reason none knows; As throwing stones at them prohibited, And plucking these get us exhibited; We wait for some good crow or parrot, To push one for us as though some merit; Bird-pecked mangoes seem tastier, ‘They’re God’s graces’, some whisper; When one eats others seem to salivate, To bite the bitten one, for our turn we wait; Stealing mangoes is a childhood fun, The owner’s dog chases us and we run; The owner joins his dog and leaps, Though within him childhood peeps; Mangoes hundreds we may have at home, Yet, each stolen one is a diamond dome; Once the season goes we get gloomily shut, Like the squirrel that loses the mango-nut; Our dreams we cherish golden mangoes, Sucking them merrily we dance tangos; Though not thieves, we do good stealing, Guavas and mangoes with no guilt feeling; If you too have been doing so please tell us, If what we have done is sin, kindly forgive us! 14 June 2021
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