6 Oct 2012

Raw Mango

Hang in there, Hang in there
Don't please let go yet
Even though the wind may toss you
And rains make you wet

Hold on tight and strong
To that branch high above
Stay connected to Mama tree
That is nourishing you with love

We are all waiting eagerly
For you to ripen sweet
The birds, the squirrels, and me
Are all contenders to eat

I wonder what we can give
To enrich your journey though
A thanks perhaps, admiration perhaps,
As we gaze at you from below.

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