Saturday, May 29, 2010

An Ode to a Poinciana

Oh, Poinciana, Poinciana
Whose bows reach so far,
When are you going to leaf
And shade my little car?

You're a beautiful parasol
When in full bloom,
I await your tiny leaves
To save my car from doom.

Oh, Poinciana, Poinciana
When all of your leaves are spent,
No longer shading my car,
I'll have to buy a tent.


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Edit:  Yep...I was bored. That is one of the Poinciana's in our front yard. The photo isn't great, but these trees are bloomin' all over the place.  This is what the blooms look like closer up:
The tree that shades my car isn't quite at this stage.