Roots

Sunday, April 9, 2023

Precipitation

Rinds of oranges
Peel like grammatical mistakes
A citrus smell bouquets outs
The toddler has big round pupils
Round, round, big, black
She sniffs and sneezes 
Her mother chides her 
Somewhere up above
A cloud sniffs too 
A citrus droplet joins in 
The parched land waits
For this cloud to sneeze
Who, then, shall be 
The lucky recipient
Of a little orange-y  rain?
-
Chandni Girija


Day 09 of 30 | 30 Poems in 30 Days | National Poetry Writing Month #napowrimo 

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