Grapes,
mangoes,
sweet
satsumas,
watermelon.
Apples,
red.
My son
loves fruit
and
drinks only water.
We've
called him Fruit Bat
since
he was 2. He owns it,
with
swagger.
Bats: the only mammal to fly.
I hope
he always does that, too.
Fruit bats are awesome. Your son sounds like he is, too.
ReplyDeleteThis is a delight. I love your tender "la famille" captures, Jennifer. They speak to the human heart: crossing borders, timelessly. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, indeed....fly.
ReplyDeleteAhhhhh_!
ReplyDelete__That sweet-tart tingle... no -added- sugar! fine! _m
So tender.. so great what a mother can wish for.. fruit bats are a wonder of nature...
ReplyDeleteHe's such an incredible kid, what an endearing poem about him! I love it
ReplyDeleteGood that he loves fruits...very sweet poem ~
ReplyDeleteI so get this poem. Lovely and sweet
ReplyDeletei still can't get my 14 year old to eat fruit. you have a livewire, it seems... good. ~
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