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A droopy wee
cutting
Stuffed into a
very small pot -
Barely even
watered -
A sad, neglected
lot.
It looked so
pathetic
As it caught my
eye.
"How much" I asked
"Do you want for
that?"
Pointing over to
where
That little plant
sat.
She looked at me
As though I was
daft,
Threw her head
back and
Loudly she
laughed!
"Here - take it
for free
'Cos it'll never
get bigger!"
As I took it away
I could still hear
her snigger.
That little plant
I placed on my own
window-sill,
Fresh peat in new
pot
I carefully did
fill.
It daily was
watered with
Much loving care
-
Very soon my wee
plant
Did fill that
earthenware!
It's nearly twelve
years
Since I brought
that cutting home -
All my friends
have cut slips
To grow their very
own!
I know not this
plant's name
Or why I loved it
so -
I only knew it
needed my help
So that it would
grow.
It now stands on a
table
Much too big for
the hall
To be seen and
admired
By one and by all.
Sometimes I still
the sniggers
From that day at
the sale -
But as my plant
grew and flourished -
So too did this
tale!!
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