Sunday, April 2, 2023

Of Summer Holidays and Mangoes

 When the exams came to an end

Mangoes my granny used to send

Sweet, juicy , delicious they were all

We devoured them all day long


Summers meant going to grannys

Summer meant meeting cousins

Summer meant eating mangoes and icecream

Summer meant fun


Time passed by fast

Now there are no exams to pass

There is summer 

There are mangoes 

Without my granny, they don't taste the same anymore

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