Tangled Vines
We planted pumpkin seeds
And placed the pot on the window sill
We watched as tiny shoots appeared
Enjoyed seeing them grow
And re-potted them outside
Leaves, vines and orange-yellow flowers
We wonder when we shall see pumpkins
And look forward to the first fruit…
…And then others
Growing together on tangled vines
They will develop and thrive
Despite slugs and snails and caterpillars
Just like us as we strive to survive
Bound by an invisible cord that can never be cut
For Constance's Tangled Vines contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2013
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