Oh what a dream, oh what a story. Don’t have to weep, come and enjoy a smile. Opening scene is just like a doorway. Here’s a story, in rhythm and rhyme.
There is a tree on the street and in the forest. Lavender dream whispered a poet. Bright potpourri. The envy of orchids, when it’s dressed in a pink and fuchsia twine. Jacaranda tree and the Bougainvillea vine. - Al Jarreau
