Like a child she was playing,

playing in her amber courtyard,

amidst the butterflies and flowers,

all sombre was barred.

Once two monkeys arrived,

and sat on a banyan tree,

whose warmth and care,

made her hesitation free.

Free to be her own self,

adult kid in a lot,

feed her with tasty food,

and saved her from barren pot.

One was man of principles,

the other full of life,

their presence was very sweet,

like a honey in beehive.

But then she changed the courtyard,

moving to a greener place,

they got seperated,

but were missed in different ways.

Irrespective of everything,

she will always be grateful,

for meeting the monkeys,

as their memories make her cheerful!