Jakaranda Poem by Vera Sidhwa

You nature's carpet,
Of beauty and grace.
You grass covering,
You my eye amaze.


Your sharp violet color,
You plentitude of flowers.
You carpet for manmade,
Sidewalks you shower.
From violet sprinkled trees above.

I'm so sorry,
I walk on you.
Oh flowers, I know,
You don't want me to.


The gigantic tree,
Is covered by you,
The violet color,
Is adored by me.


Jakaranda your violet glory,
On the tree, on sidewalks and on the grass,
You amaze my eye,
Everytime I walk by.