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Fruit Picking from Backyard

Nostalgia of growing years

By Seema PatelPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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That was my growing-up years—

backyard with ample fruit trees.

laden with guava, orange, mango,

papaya, java plum, rose apple,

pomegranate, lemon, lychee.

Day or night, whenever felt like,

I headed to that grove,

picked the fruit of my choice,

and enjoyed its pulp and juice.

What a lovely experience it used to be,

one of the best gift for children.

Then we left for higher education

and married to live far away.

The trees grew old too,

succumbed to diseases and death.

Only nostalgia remains—

bringing joy, and sometimes, pain.

Note: That's me, picking ripe oranges, in winter.

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Seema Patel

I am Seema. I contribute to PubMed, Blogger, Medium, LinkedIn, Substack, Amazon KDP, Vocal Media.

I write on nature, health, parenting, creativity, gardening, social issues.

My art shop: https://artsforhealinggifts.etsy.com

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    Written by Seema Patel