My Garden

I wandered, 

As the silent wind, kissed me.

I glanced 

At the tiny cute Chikoo.

I fluttered

At the aroma of Custard Apple.

I carved 

For the tongue watering, Jackfruit.

I raced 

Behind squirrels,

Which gifted me, mangoes.

Its sweetness exploring my sweet buds.

I walked,

To see an excellent soul,

Who was lying down.

Under a tree napping. 

I stepped, 

Near to my daddy, smiling,

And sharing our happiness,

Gazing at our garden.