My Dad

There was a big banyan tree, it was really green and grand...

Under the shade of which I played ..slept and sang.

He gave me everything I asked for,

Yet I failed to say him thanks,

On a dense foggy night of December,

Without even a single creak or groan, it sanked

Exposing me to cold and dark, I shivered and felt I would faint...

Years have floated by, have to yet get used to all this pain.....

I miss that Banyan tree, want to hug him ,and lie in its shade once again ...