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Mangos – Tanka Poetry
Red-ripe mangos hang
In a tree full of treasure
Hoping they will fall
Strength of the tree gives me life
A reminder to grow free
©2023 CBialczak
I wrote this because there are three trees, in different yards, that I walk by in the mornings. The trees are so full of ripe mangos and I yearn to jump up and grab them or bring back a broom and whack them out of the trees. I don’t know the owners so I won’t be doing either but there is so much there it pains me to watch them go to waste. A few months ago, in a different yard, there was a tree full of grapefruit. I wish I could pick any of them. If my fruit trees start to grow so much fruit I will put it out by my mailbox to share with others for free.
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