Mom said ' Does not steal my son'.
And son replied ' Never in my life'.
Mom crossed the river one day without a boat.
Now they built a new bridge but she didn't come back.
A rare fruit only one on the tree next door birds roam around noisy
But mom advised not to steal.
If he does not pluck some other son will do?
He heard mom was calling from afar
'Stealing a ripen fruit is not a sin my son and I remember your father used to sing in those days'.

To my friend Max.Reif

nimal dunuhinga

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-forbidden-fruit/