Granny's Backyard Comments
Remembering the taste of salt with bilimbi so juicy,
we shake the tree and in a swift their fall is sluicy;
I eagerly roam in the backyard with my brother,
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Um! Um! Um! all of those delicious and sumptuous fruits. Grandmas backyard always held the good things that we enjoyed. Only she would be able to satisfy our yearnings. By the way what ever happened to Grandpa? Ha, Ha, Ha. Brings back many good memories.
If you live your life the way you write your poetry, I'm sure your life is full of wonderful people. Brilliant Brillliant Brilliant. I have just finished reading all 8 of your poems posted on this site and I am a fan. Please post more of your poems. Thank you.
This lovely poem reminds me of sunny days from my youth..........without the exotic fruit, just apples and plums! ...
Sweet escapade of a brother and sister in beautifully rhyming verse! Enjoyed the poem! !
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7/23/2025 4:48:51 PM # 1.0.0
Purple tongues of good old jambul days They bring memories of childhood gay Days of carefree tree shaking/picking games In hot summers of bare foot days........ I see a lot of poetry latent in you. Please stop trying to rhyme everything as this can restrict your creativity and imagination. Good poems need not necessarily rhyme always.... Keep writing and I welcome you to my page too for your valuable comments....