Frolicking through the countryside of India, seeing
banana trees growing wildly everywhere, beautiful
leaves, big and green.
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Haystacks of all shapes and sizes being flung across the landscape as we ride by on a train, amazing feats of creativity sparking thoughts in my mind. Verily, a true description of India's countryside
Haystacks were a familiar part of my childhood in Canada. Of course, there was no possibility of climbing inside one. In Canada they were for the purpose of storing hay for winter fodder for animals. Good poem. Read mine - I Cannot Return - Adeline