POEM: Mango

I bought two mangoes the other day
When I was eating one
I thought of giving one to you

In a hot sunny day
You bought a big mango
You, me and my cousin shared it together


It was a good memory
The radio was playing your favorite kameme songs
My hands were sticky from the mango juice
you told me to wash my hands before I took a nap
And I was happy

We’ve had so little
But we’ve had so much love from you
Happy Thursday, grandma!
This poem is for you 🙂


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