On Growing


My word for 2022 has been 'growing'. So here's my semi-annual review on how I'm incorporating growing into my year. 



I nurture straggly, old geraniums for dead people 

And for the almost-dead.

As if keeping their plants alive 

somehow keeps their spent lives alive.


Meanwhile, my daughter nurtures young seedlings, 

Shooting up towards the light, 

eager and hungry 

like her newest romance.


My plants hold on to the past, 

Hers spurt new leaves for tomorrow.

Growing old and growing up

Always growing towards the light. 


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