The mango tree
Lived so free
In the middle of the forest
Many animals rested in her bosom
Many others lay in her hair
Wild ones made swings to play on her
It bore it all
Hoping many would protect her in time
It ovulated, mated, and produced her young
They were many but she showed them all to be fair
Some animals begun to throw stones
Some climbed to shake the tree
Some climbed just to bite and destroy
Some used their swings and
The winds played their naughty parts
The mango tree was only able to keep only three
The forest thought it was doing good
Until they realised how sweet the mangoes were when ripe
If the mangoes are our young ones
And the animals are strong men
Let thoughts do the do
And take seed
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015
Mum Cee 
10 replies on “TADPOLES: LITTLE FROGS”
Another true classic for the poetic literary pantheon. Your poetry has many layers like an onion. As one reads layers peel away showing depth, style and wisdom. Your words are more than entertainment but allow the reader to ponder sweet planet earth and all its inhabitants.
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Thank you dear Sister Debbie. Blessings.
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Sounds good to me!
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Good, when men are defiling girls?
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I was referring to the last lines where you said ‘let thoughts do the do and take seed’. I inferred that to a way of increasing meaning and understanding. Did I misinterpret?
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Correcto perfecto dear Marissa.
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Wow, good, no I would in no way purposely advocate that type of thinking, just so you know!
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Thanks. 🙂
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this is a wonderful piece! nice job!
i lov mangos and make smoothies of them often. they are one of the few fruits that freeze well.
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I see. A new thing I’ve learnt.
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