The Mango Tree

The Mango Tree 

Let's go for a walk to the old days, today,

And revisit the garden that came in our way,

When to Grandma's house we would go to stay,

Do you remember the mango tree under which we used to sit and play for hours,

Often we would dodge the gardener, and pluck mangoes from branches as high as the towers,

To avoid getting scolded by mother, we used to hide behind the pretty flowers,

In the monsoon season, we used to tie a swing on the tree,

While swinging in it we would enjoy the cool breeze,

Hearing the melodious songs of the cuckoo, our hearts would fill with elation,

Truely, childhood was no less than a celebration,

I wish we could be kids again,

Leaving all the worries behind, we could just enjoy the taste of a mango in the rain!