A Year of Poems – Day 189

Mango seeds planted so long everyone forgot,
planted seeds in the midst of sorrow,
so deep, perhaps the soil will help you forget.
Dark soil, dark as the humor we use to laugh off life
When life feels like a lost child.
Years later when you still can’t forget
You come back and realize you did forget the mango seeds.
Trees grow sweet fruit even in sad soil.

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