Eucalyptus Tree
My head bent backwards
And my eyes open wide
To witness the height
Of this tree.
In imagination it was not.
It was completely real.
What was wrong
I didn't understand.
This tree's height
Made it sway
From left to right
Under the undulating rays of the sun.
The Eucalyptus tree looked
Way down on me now
And laughed at me on the ground below.
So we each had fun natur-ally.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now that you mention it Vera, they can look as if they're laughing. Some are spooky though