I have never seen one, but just like they have sheltered entire villages, banyan trees certainly can shelter a love story like you are dreaming in this poem.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Best wishes from
Kay.
I would not wait for an invitation.
Just think of a really good excuse.
Go ahead, my friend.
You'll thank me later!
Love ya!
Jane
Cheers,
Dan
Ron
as Buddha well knew. This is a beautiful poem.
Quite a refreshing poem to read! Thank you, Regis!
Sandie