Today as I walked in the park, the sweet fragrance of flowering Laburnums (also called Amaltas) filled the air. So many trees, all covered in yellow, swaying in the breeze. That reminded me of a little poem I wrote last year.... and thought I'd share with you today.
Yellow butterflies
Fluttering in the breeze
Land on my lap
For a moment I freeze;
Till I realise
That the yellow shower
Are but petals
Of the Laburnum flower.
The wind picks up
More petals flutter down;
On the grass, in my hair,
Covering the ground.
For the children who laugh and play
Beside the blooming tree:
Remain like the Laburnum -
Bright, fragrant and carefree!
© Madhurima Mathur
Circa 2016
The accompanying painting was also made last year, around the same time that I wrote the poem. Hope you enjoyed both. Laburnums always remain one of my choicest associations of summer.
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