In the courtyard of the three decade old house
Stood a mango tree ; a decade old
Grew up from a mango seed planted by a toddler
The tree is now huge ; grown to adulthood
For the old house it has done no good
The inhabitants thought of cutting it down
When evening comes and days end
Tiny sparrows perch and screech on its branches
Three years the mango tree has borne fruit
A shelter for the feathered friends
Fragment of the woods in the home;its loss I'll lament
©bishu
Mango Tree
Wonderfull poem my Friend bishu, I looked at some of your works You are indeed a great wordsmith. Your mate Bern