With its bountiful yellow blooms,
Tabebuia aurea, too full, too charming,
Each year enchanting, towards February's end,
An enthralling sight, evoking glee.
Yet, they fall too soon, splashing yellow upon the ground,
Delighting the season, uplifting the mind.
Nature's many glories abound,
But some possess all the mirth, stealing breath away.
You shall never adorn the wreath.
Dr. SV Prabhath
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