I think I shall never see
A tree as lovely as this
A tree as colourful and bright
Its brightness can lighten the night
I was astonished at its beauty
I lost my stance at the sight of this beauty
I closed my eyes and envisaged its beauty
The beauty is real and captivating
Although, it can be seasonal
It dries off and loose the beauty
But always blossom well in its season
With its flamboyant flowers.
© Prudent
