My Lucky Bamboo
Joyce, I call her after the nurse
who gave me this curling beauty
an unexpected perfect Christmas gift.
Quickly her roots screamed against
the narrow black ceramic vase
as she towered tall
but I wanted her small
wax halted her height
so her leaves
sprouted sideways.
Grass green, fern deep leaves
lift upward praying palms
roots rest now on stones
in a perfectly sized pot
to feed her
heavenly aspirations.
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Beautiful!
Why thank you.
Oh! This is very lovely!
Thanks, Heather.
With the power of your words, turn such a simple theme into a beauty. Bamboo–I love it for it various purposes.
Thanks.