Words To a Plant

How have you been, Greensleeves. You've had water, old Barkfingers, Good soil around your roots, well-potted, Sun-Reacher. Time, blush, to flower maybe seeds, huh? I'll bring a butterfly or a bee, Twig-Rustler This spring, I'll see to it that you have a nest, not a robin's nest, built in a week, a throw-away. Oh no, an oriole's nest, that marvel of a purse they weave. I'll get you one, if I have to go without theater tickets, or give up ice-cream like for Lent. A guy needs a friend. and, Plant, with your second flower, if it comes, I'll make tea a superb infusion to drink with crackers from London with cheese from Finland and open the window.