Royal Poinciana, the only bliss in the summer!



The stream swiftly flows,

And the livid wind blows,

As many a red bloom throws.

 

Royal Poinciana, the crimson bud,

Tender sparkling of the red blood;

 

Like an orangey blazing flame,

And saffron color in precious gem;



Deeply dyed in the rich glow,

Royal Poinciana, the only hallow. 



Oh this shiny summer afternoon makes ill,

Watching Royal Poinciana is a mere will.

 

Soon ruddy blossom would appeal,

In florid color, my eyes would fill.