THE INSPIRATION OF THIS POEM CAME FROM A PLANT I HAD AT HOME. AS I CLEANED HER UP THE WORDS JUST CAME TO ME.
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This morning, while watching the rain
I noticed my diffenbachia was dying.
Taken by emotion,
I thought to myself
Had I been ignoring her?
Her green and white leaves
Were dusty and yellow,
Not a good sign.
Nor had I spoken to her,
Letting her know
How beautiful she was
Ironically, it was pouring outside and
She was dry she had not been watered
In quite some time.
I walked over to her,
To apologize I guess.
I noticed the stem, it was broken,
My poor diffenbachia was hurt,
So was I.