Constance La France Poet Rhyme

The Seedlings and the Cat

 
This Spring I have planted trays, trays and trays of seeds,
all were labelled neatly with sticks and quite in order ;
I placed them by a sunny window on a pretty wicker stand,
but kitty cat wanted a look and well, now there is disorder;
the whole thing toppled over and the sticks fell out . . . 
The seedlings are thriving anyways-   good thing I adore her !
So, I water and whisper to them and the growing proceeds . . .

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April 16, 2020


Poetry/Rhyme/The Seedlings and The Cat
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Quoth Theraven April 21, 2020 at 10:13 PM I love seedlings that find the light and grow in this poem. The chaos caused by the cat recalls the old adage 'Curiosity...' -Richard Constance La France April 22, 2020 at 12:07 PM Richard, the seedlings are strong and thriving and tha is the main thing, still can not identify them, so it will be a surprise, and oh yes, Snuggles cat is very curious about anything new, thanks for visiting _Constance

Darlene De Beaulieu April 17, 2020 at 1:23 PM Hello Dear Heart, the seeds made it to flowers anyway. The cat just spread out the flowers. Be safe. Enjoy your day my friend. Constance La France April 19, 2020 at 1:02 AM Darlene, exactly, gosh taking care of these seedlings is like a full time job, they are very demanding _Constance Darlene De Beaulieu April 18, 2020 at 10:05 AM Hello Dear Heart, when they bloom you will know which is which. I hope you are keeping well. Be safe. Enjoy your day. my friend. Constance La France April 17, 2020 at 6:24 PM Darlene, thanks for visiting, yes the seedlings are thriving, wish I knew who was who, only the sticks died _Constance