High School Day Memoir

In the countryside, while walking It was a joy to pick and eat wild guava Papaya, star apple, lomboy, and berries Our mouth always stained milky or purple Life was so sweet to remember then Going back and forth from school walking We had this routine finding fruits at roadside If we find one, all my school companions busy Picking and cajoling the fruit tree's blessing It's fun, joking and merry eating around the tree Almost dusk we arrive home because of that gag Until this moment of adulthood I can still recall My high school days had never been that fun.