As a child,
I had always desired to go into that colourful world,
Through the opening in the trunk of that magical tree,
To enter into a land of beautiful flowers ,
And lovely animals who could talk to me .
Where there were no schools ,
But the trees were laden with tasty fruits ,
Any tiny little different shaped friends,
Who never had any pain .
Amidst the jungle could be a deep well
having some magical spell .
There i would always live merrily
In a house on the top of the banyan tree.