The Great Catalpa Tree
By Rachel Perler & Sara Kiani
I dreamt of a Catalpa tree with leaves so green
Abundant white flowers with cigar fruits in between,
I dreamt that its trunk stretched up towards the sky,
And on its smallest branch landed a butterfly.
I awoke this morn with a plan in mind
The Catalpa of my dreams was mine to find;
I set out over the hills of Prospect street
Excitement swelled within; I felt my heart beat.
As I passed over the hill’s crown
I took a moment to stand atop and look down,
There I saw the great Catalpa tree
Alas, on its branches there were no leaves
But my despair passed as quickly as it came
Even bare, the Catalpa’s beauty was the same
I dreamt of a Catalpa tree with leaves so green
But the tree of my dreams could not compare to what I’d seen