The Last Fruit Gone - 1

A young mango tree no flowers, no fruits no bees and birds she stands deserted A few months ago, every branch full of sweet flowers fragrant swarms of bees and flies and birds kept her company When the flowers withered and the bees were gone she was full of tiny fruits sour to the core but growing Soon children, birds and squirrels in search of sweet ripe fruit on every branch and shoot she gaily shared their happiness She enjoyed every minute of bearing the burden of fruit like a pregnant girl, delivered happiness to all near and dear. Now with the last fruit gone at end, contented she was, for she spent the whole season feeding many, making them happy. Now she felt lonely, the young mango tree no flowers, no fruits no bees and birds, she stands deserted the happy season gone, hoped in vain, for the season to last round the year.