#pennedwords

There was this mango tree

Behind my building,

It was growing everyday

In spite of me not noticing,

In spring when tiny flowers bloomed

I always took notice

Wondering how many fruits

Will it bear this season.

When I was only drawn to

the luscious mangoes

the tree itself never stopped growing.

One year the leaves were at my window and

I could reach out and grab its fruit if I wanted.

But the next year the fresh leaves were

replaced by dead ones and

the branches were no longer

peeking through my window.

That is when I took notice that

the tree was growing

In spite of me not noticing.

Now I can no longer see the buds

but I know they are still blooming,

no longer can reach for the fruits

but they are as sweet as they are supposed to.

The tiny mango tree, I had taken for granted

has out grown me as it was supposed to.

Who could stop it when she had so much

perseverance and determination

to outgrow the rest of the lot.

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