Jacarandas at Night

The street lights come on

A childhood reminder

of days long gone

Now's the perfect time for

a game of hide and seek

But promises were made

that we must keep

To be tucked in safely

before it gets too dark

At first a soft glow

turning quickly to bright

Marking a summer's day ending

and turning to night

The Jacaranda tree grows

beneath the streetlamp's glow

With her branches in shadow

as if pointing the way home

                               - Lori Brookes