Grow

by Frank Hubeny

I wasn’t there to plant this spring.
The morning glories didn’t care.
They’re back again off climbing where
I left some soil. No watering
But they still rose. It’s comforting
That when I fail they ever grow
Although forgotten. Watch them show
Their bright green leaves each like a heart.
I see the buds break out and start
To bloom again. There! Off they go.

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