<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581212" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Underneath The Jacaranda Tree</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On a windy day, I saw her standing there, <br>Underneath the jacaranda tree.<br>With purple blossoms in her hair, <br>Amidst a purple sea.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The purple reflected in her eyes, <br>As the clouds went rolling by.<br>I swear I could hear the angels cries, <br>From heaven's throne on high.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Underneath the jacaranda tree, <br>A little fountain ran.<br>With crystal waters running pure and free, <br>The purest in the land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the fountain she dipped her hand, <br>In crystal waters cold and fine.<br>And let water drip on the sugar white sands, <br>Long ago when she was mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The jacaranda tree withstood the test of time, <br>It has grown old along with me.<br>The purple blossoms still wax divine, <br>They rain down falling free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the wind blew through the boughs, <br>Of the jacaranda tree.<br>Raining purple like it still does now, <br>But she is gone from me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the jacaranda tree blooms in the spring, <br>And purple blossoms fill the sky.<br>I hear her and the angels when they sing, <br>Somewhere in heaven, way up high.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Juan+Olivarez">Juan Olivarez</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581212" data-title="Underneath The Jacaranda Tree de Juan Olivarez" data-description="On a windy day, I saw her standing there, Underneath the jacaranda tree. With purple blossoms in her hair, Amidst a purple sea. The purple reflected in her eyes, As the clouds went rolling by. I swear I could hear the angels cries, From heave..."></div> </div> </div>

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