Nothing seemed right that summer night sweltering in the heat with power outage Picked up the last mango in the bucket Teeth sinking into the soft flesh only to taste sourness Spat it out, made a run for the toilet Welcome to the day 2 of #NaPoWriMo or the National Poetry Writing Month i.e April. Write a poem that has the words: MANGO, BUCKET, RUN & SUMMER. #poemtime #mysummerpoem #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
