I like the Jacaranda tree,
The blossoms in the spring.
It makes my heart leap for joy,
And birdies come to sing.
~
The little birdies gather straw,
And tuck it in the tree.
They lay some eggs and very soon,
The babies tweet to me.
~
They soon grow up and fly away,
The flowers then are gone.
I miss the lovely purple beauty,
And miss the birdies song.
~
The ground is laid with purple hue,
Since all the flowers fell.
The sunset blends into the trees,
Like an autumn orange spell.
~
Very soon the leaves will fall,
And leave the branches bare.
I feel a little sad inside,
The beauty no longer there.
~
A skeleton stands in its place,
Of flowers, birds and leaves.
Soon spring will come and once again,
Bring blossoms to the trees.
~
I love the Jacaranda tree,
The joy it’s blossoms bring.
Strong throughout the winter cold,
It’s brave and waits for spring.
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