Our Countryside Orange Fair
Our countryside road was
Festooned with orange heaps
Escorting us to be the grand orange fair
The gypsy dancers in orange flares
Jingled tambourines with orange ribbons
The bloated sun like an optimised orange
Spread its golden tissued canopy
Lighting up the already lit hearts
I let the frozen orange bar ice stick
Drip on my parched lips
Tasting of the rich orange juice
The mandarin jams and marmalades
Tasted of the love of rich harvested homes
The seasonal fair trebled my fair mood
As I stocked the orange flavoured
Cakes and soufflés for the arrival
Of my children for their spring holidays
With a fluffed heart I feasted on the bucketed orange blossoms
Brandishing the citrine air plumaged with orange balloons
( Posted On March 5, 2016 )
July 2, 2016
For Broken Wings
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Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2016
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