My Love For Peaches Poem by me poet yeps poet

VERY nice typing of a poem
showing deep
a bad portion of a mango sodden

I once went to Kashmir
and to an orchard
saw no mangoes
no oranges
but the guy who owned it said
pick up all apples
the wind had on the ground laid
and he was happy
all were taken away
by men who hadn't eaten one

I asked him
have you any oranges
he said smilingly
peaches only peaches
queues look there
he showed me so many girls
picking peaches
one none better than them

OM A N