Magic Tree
The Magic Almond Tree
And now it is time
For the ugly almond tree to blossom
And be a bride of spring
And how beautiful she is
Amongst dowdy olive trees that may
Have cornered the culinary market
The beauty belongs to my almond tree.
How did this come about?
A Nordic princess married an Arabic prince
In Lusitania but she missed the snow
And was unhappy.
The prince prayed to his God and next year
The almond tree bloomed and strewed pink and
White flowers on her path
And today I saw the magic of her smile.
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