I stood like a King wearing yellow crowns...
Amongst the green army of green pawns...
They dropped each pawn in a toss...
Piteous and petrifying was my loss...
I waved and moved in the pain...
No one could see my teary rain...
Now the army is gone...
No hope for the dawn...
I still stand like a King wearing yellow crowns...
Empty are the spaces where stood my pawns...
Above pics are of Yellow Flower tree in front of Almeida High School.
