The Jacaranda Tree: This Poem Is Very Beautiful And Uplifting
The mauve pink blooms in the Jacaranda tree,
That gracefully fall to the tunes of the breeze,
Make your breaths come to a state of appease,
And command us to pick some with our bended knees.
As Wordsworth said, “Ten thousand I saw at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance”,
The sight was a happy, unexpected happenchance,
For the passers-by couldn’t but feel like a dance.
The leaves beside them were flirting around,
Causing a sound that made me quite spellbound,
Because it was like a show that was so profound,
That I merrily chose to remain dream-bound.
Ah what a sight of the heaven right before my eyes,
I can now survive the summer with the mauve pink prize,
This may last a few more days so i better synergise,
Come ye come all for the prize of a life Queen size.
