The Avocado Pit I Planted
Periodically, I attempt an avocado plant,
but have never succeeded.
And this poor guy
seemed to be no different,
soaking in a glass of water
with corn holders stuck in
its side.
It finally rooted,
no greens out the top,
though.
I stuck it in the dirt,
thinking of Jesus’s words,
“Unless the seed die...”
Nothing showed.
I devised plan B for its
cute pot.
Then lo and behold!
The day I brought in its
replacement
a gray stem stood a few
inches.
When I came back from a
Peru trip,
Leaves! And ten more
inches.
I sat my avocado plant
by my writing chair
where I could see it every
day.
I wonder at my own
interest
and delight as each new
leaf
forms and grows.
Why I am I so pleased
when I see this plant
thrive?
It’s about two feet tall
now,
with ten leaves,
some great big
one barely forming.
It’s gratifying to see
something I did thrive.
Now, I’m watching
for some growth
in all of my projects.
Maybe, just maybe,
those seemingly dead ones
will surprise me.
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