Voacanga havilandii

In Borneo's land, where the forests grow, A tree stands tall, with a gentle glow. Voacanga Havilandii, its name so grand, Reaching up high, with a trunk so grand. Fifteen meters high, it loves to grow, With a trunk so wide, like a river's flow. Its bark is pale green, oh, what a sight, Whitish and lovely, shining so bright. Oh, Voacanga Havilandii, you're a delight, With flowers so fair, pure and white. Creamy corollas, dancing in the breeze, Bringing joy to all, with such ease. The fruit it bears, so round and small, Up to five centimeters, not too tall. A treasure in the forest, for all to see, A gift from nature, so wild and free. From sea level to the mountains high, Voacanga Havilandii, you catch the eye. Endemic to Borneo, a special place, Where this whimsical tree finds its grace. Random page: POCSO Act