OLIVES

I was born under an olive tree...
The branches swayed when I was born.
My mother said olive oil
helped her feeding me
but I would not know.

She said she sipped some olive oil
just before my feed,
and slipped a towel
around her shoulders ready,
and fed me in the sun. 

I was weaned under an olive tree,
and my mother tempted me
with the green fruit.
She later mixed it with the black
from northern Africa.