MEMORIES OR DREAMS

 

LOST YOUNGER-SELF YEARS

LOST GIRLY YEARS

LOST MOM TO DAUGHTER YEARS

LOST DAD TO DAUGHTER YEARS

LOST HALF-CHINESE YEARS

LOST HALF-BLACK YEARS

LOST SHY, INTROVERT YEARS

LOST TEENAGE YEARS

LOST MS. CHIN YEARS

NOW

 

 

 

THE MEMORY OF THE AVOCADO TREE STILL REMAINS… AS CLEAR AS IF IT WAS

YESTERDAY.

TALL, HUGE TREE… STOOD IN THE BACK YARD, IT’S ONLY DUTY WAS TO PRODUCE

AVOCADOS AS LARGE AS A TWO FIST COMBINED.

SOFT, SWEET, CREAMY , LIGHT-GREEN, RAW , SOILD THICK  PULP, A FRUIT TO FEAST ON FOR A CHILD

A DREAM IT WASN’T ONLY A FADING MEMORY OF YEARS GONE BY…

A NEW TREE GROWS FROM THE AVOCADO SEED AND A NEW STORY TO BE TOLD OF AN AVOCADO TREE.

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BIRTH OF AN AVOCADO TREE ©Copyright,2018, By CAC