I asked you for a plant For I wanted to see if I can nourish If I have that maternal instincts Or even the discipline to keep something alive For asking for a dog, seemed like a deeper dive
A year passed, I forgot And then suddenly on the anniversary I got a card With the card there were chocolates, flowers, a cake And oh, hidden behind it was a plant
A green stem, upright in the sand It was beautiful, stuck in a small, white pot I would water it every day, sometimes I would forget For I am no mother, very selfish I am, I could introspect
Days passed, and so did months It had its bad days but always did it emerge Greener, taller, only looking for a larger pot The plant that marked the years we spent It was blooming, flourishing, unkempt
until it wasn't
I couldn’t figure, was it a sign For we were here not giving each other the time I would water the stem, and I could see the colours changing This time, not greener from green But a shade of brown, dirty, not clean
For it was telling me, slowly & gradually now it was the time Time to move on, for you, for me, for it to die down For what it marked, no more remained,
the vacant pot still sits in my window white, now blackened further, For the untouched things that remained A reminder for the green, blooming, past
Simple words with deep meaning.
Nice to read this poem.