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MANGO TREE
Mango tree..mango tree.
How does it feel to be hugged by a mother,
what its like to be pampered by a father?
The quarell with my little brother,
& then mendıng again togather,

How does mom gets one out of the bed,
and makes me sleep massaging my head,

...how it would be choosing my dresses,
& dad overlooking at me making faces
with mother dressing me up for school&seeing dad dress up for office so cool,

.....me crying for the icecream & momdad obliging,
..having food with motherly hands & grandpa watching,

Then sleeping tight between mom & dad
Listening to stories again&again as I had

How does it feel to be bathed by father,
&mom oiling and putting my hair togather..

Mango tree wasn't I born from them &then orphaned...
was it right for them to wean my childhood fun...
......Me.. was the product when they were love struck...
what made you so hard to leave me in garbage truck..
you could have killed me then & there,
& spared my life my life from tears & dispair..

..I always loved to give but lived on given ups..
.by people who came for a while & return chin ups..

Dear Mango tree,you have been my mom to me,
your trunk I hugged as if you were a father to me,
.you always gave me the sweetest of your fruits
.and consoled me when warden hit me on my foot,

You shredded leaves when I was ill and cried....
&please dont shed more when I become a bride....
Mango tree, mango tree,.
whenever my
parents pass by & you know thee,
just rest them in your shadow& drop two
of your sweetest mangoes for free..

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