Mangoes
As much as I try
I cannot make
The time
Go slower
I enjoy every second
Mindfulness in play
Make the most of
Length and breadth and depth
Of sight and touch
And taste and smell
And sound
All of it sound
Safe and sound
In memory
In my skin
In my teeth
On my feet
Tangled in my hair
Stained on my dress
Emblazoned on my skin
Mosquito bite
And sandal mark
Stubbed toe
Tears of joy and memory
Of love and hugs and hate
Of sorrow and regret
Rich silt
Precious fruit
Warm wind
And gentle wave
And mangoes.
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