For Sale
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Australian botanical cycad
Dark evergreen foliage
Grows huge
Includes large modern Norwegian oval pot
Quick reluctant sale
Tenacious unique variety
Wonderful xerophyte young Zamia
Fate
You cryptic timeless Dame!
Why do you play pranks on me?
And leave me thinking so?
I was the withered green that laid,
Strained in an arid land,but
Your luscious hands caressed me.
Like the joyous grass on a dewy morning,
I received your cool.
In the midst of this calm
I relished my elation
I thought I was great;
Or meant to be...
Twas' day for me,but
Now it's night again
To leave me in cold feet
Freezing out in this mist!
Day and night,I try to unravel
Your inscrutable antics
Like the xerophyte yearn for the waters,
I crave the soothe of your hands!
Azaleas putting on spring frocks,
Bluebells holding up their heads.
Columbine blooming 'neath the sun,
Daffodils springing from their beds.
Everlasting's new in spring,
Fig Marigolds gaily attired.
Goat's Rue coming through the soil,
Hyacinths keeping us inspired.
Iris, most beautiful of all,
Jasmine listening to spring's sounds.
King's Spear pointing at everything,
Lilac brighter than surrounds.
Meadowsweet as sweet as sugar,
Narcissus, dainty and refined.
Orange blossoms scent the air.
Peony as bright as one can find.
Quaker Lace is in the woods,
Rhododendron does not know where to hide.
Sweet William is as sweet as ever.
Trilliums brightening countryside.
Umbrella Magnolia weeps,
Violets so sweet and shy.
Water Lily in the pond,
Xerophyte is standing by.
Yucca growing tall and wide,
Zantedeschia by her side.
4/11/16
Super humans don't exist, at least that's what I thought until I met an
Intelligent person in my classmate when we were just three.
Xerophyte describes our attitudes towards life. She so hot, she makes
Tabasco look like ice. But don't be fooled by her
Appearances, tick her off and you'll see my sis' fist in your face.
So trust me when I say you'll be famous
One day. No matter what they say
On the sky you'll shine brighter than any other star because my
Narcissuses are never wrong about life.
Must we have such talent that
Excludes us from our families?
Tao we try but never
Endure. We must choose our own path and
Obscure our past.
Rippled waves of thoughts run through my brain.
P.S. Sixta is my sis. We've known each other since pre-k and our birthdays aren't even a
month apart!