My Blossoming Tree Poem by Jay P Narain

There she is, the prettiest lady on the earth,
laden with pretty blossoms on every strand,
The blue sky adores its beauty from heavens,
The green earth looks up in enchantment.

I show my grand daughter the beauty of the nature,
I put a blossom in her beautiful hair,
My grand daughters wonders if she looks pretty with one blossom,
How pretty She looks with so many blossoms.

The sun rays kiss her with sheer delight,
The wind hugs her wonderful fragrance in ecstasy,
The bees hover over her like long lost lovers,
The birds hop all over her in sheer excitement.

In the full moon nights, she shines in silvery sheet,
the wandering deer looks at her and wonders,
Is she prettier than the moon in starry skies?

One day I will be watching,
the fluffy clouds roll by,
the spring rain and the light wind,
will shake and scatter the blossoms around,
My heart will feel helpless and will just pray,
The birds will chirp and the rainbow will appear,
welcoming the tender leaves in the womb of such eternal beauty.