An Apple

Now an avocado Is more precious than An apple But not in the childhood days We knew only an apple The first English word we learnt The first picture we drew The fruit mum used to pray to her god The fruit she handed to us After worshipping for 15 days We only learnt that An apple is soft But not brittle An apple has a flat smell But not a fragrant smell Now I have an avocado I won't ask for more But I won't ever forget The hand which handed me A red apple