Magic Beans

Some pretty brown birds nesting on a tree Prank frequently at my other room balcony Apparently, they were once the main culprits Of messing it up, bringing a variety of leaves and twigs They also build thin nests behind my air conditioner When an egg drops, they may reckon I’m aborting their daughter One day, I wondered what had sprouted on the floor At a grimy nook, not quite far from my door When I looked closely, I was so skeptical It was a great masterpiece of these clever winged pals I was so certain that it was not a moss or a grass But a vine bearing flowers with pretty purple petals After a week, it revealed exuberantly itself A lush vine of string beans, I didn’t sow by myself Was it dropped by those birds or sowed by an invisible elf? Oh, if it has grown taller than my room, I must have cried for help! As it crawled and climbed up to the balcony wall In fascination, I deigned not to ask questions anymore It climbed up freely to a wall’s faucet as its sturdy trellis And feasts proudly, spreading its huge and verdant leaves In tandem was the bearing of its long string bean fruits Heavily laden, their numbers had no hints – that was a bird’s hoot I harvested thrice while my smiles were all in glints And had a delicious vegie salad twice from my lovely magic bean My last harvest was meant for the next crops I took all beans from the fruits just for drying up The brilliant brown birds will no longer need to drop New seedlings from their magic beans are now growing in pots I thanked those kind creatures for the magic beans they’ve given Growing them in my concrete room balcony was like a dream It wasn’t a fairytale at all, I’ve already given myself a pinch And my balcony even magically turned into a mini vegie garden Jan. 31,2015 11.15pm By: LG -This is a true story: an experience last July, 2014 First Place Contest: Magic Beans Judged: 2/14/2015 Sponsor: My all time favourite and loving poet sis, PD