Fruit gathering after ( Guardian)

Fruit gathering.

If cooking is her  veritable  taste

to appease the taste buds  of

her mouth, her  gardening in her

pillared house  is her forte and  a  must

revitalizing her lost energy and propelling

in search of flow. Often she would speak

to her plants and  trees. Mangoes  and guavas

copious and  covering the entire stretch;

at times ,from the  other door, urchins would

stone and enjoy the  yield for the branches  

  are  munificently bent towards their  roofs.

Greater pleasure is her distribution to her

Neighbors  and  friends and  relatives.

 Her recipe of mango pickle still relives

In my mouth . After her departure, woe

to the  brokers and  buyers that bought it

and crumbled into pieces; for storied apartment

is in the offing for  their dreams.

 Even the debris abounds the sweet taste

and  fragrance of the  fruits. Now lost from

my taste but lingering in my memory.