Perky pretty, petite, purples so pious It appears the soils have practiced bias Amid the light and dark shades of green The Jacaranda spreads a purple sheen
THE JACARANDA
Perky pretty, petite, purples so pious It appears the soils have practiced bias Amid the light and dark shades of green The Jacaranda spreads a purple sheen
Tiny crystalline dots of dew, embellish all, not just a few Where do they hide, before their appearance? Where do they go, after disappearance? Do they feel the pains now and ever?
The sky casts a magical spell on the mind with its immense awesomeness.