Seeing your hewn and dismembered limbs,
I find myself a little emotional
even though you are but an alien.
The massive storm last Tuesday
injured you, and there was nothing else we could do.
I will miss your purple hue
and your bulk has been removed.
A paradise flycatcher's nest is gone.
Oh jacaranda, who knew
that I would lament the death of you.
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