HER FRUIT GARDENA Poem by Shabeeh HaiderShe came to
me and gave a smile and handed me the keys, She gave her
garden as a gift, its flowers, fruits and trees. I turned the
lock and stepped inside; marveled at what I saw, Such perfect
trees, such ripened fruit, I could not see a flaw. I took a plum
between my lips and gave a gentle bite, The juice
that filled my mouth told me, the sweetness was just right. I took the
mangoes in my hand; they felt so soft and sweet, I knew my
tongue would very soon, enjoy a lovely treat. The melons
made my mouth water; I felt my hunger grow, I bit in to
their juicy flesh; I knew it would be so. And finally
between two trees, I found the hidden peach, The garden
and its tasty fruits are now within my reach. © 2016 Shabeeh HaiderAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorShabeeh HaiderMakkahAboutWriting poetry is my passion. I have been writing since I was 10 years of age. I love the poets of the Romantic Era and am very particular about rhyme, meter and balance. I have also written many Gha.. more..Writing
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