Japanese Bamboo Friend Poem by Paul Sebastian

She sits potted in my balcony
Dressed youthful green, all leafy
Greets me every morn with a smile
Arms and palms opened: plant-style
Awakes happily with sunrise, begins the day
In a gentle breeze, swinging arms: sway
Subtly, asking water, to quench thirst
Rustled thank-you for fulfilled request

I visit again, returning home, late evening
Face forlorn, dress ruffled, arms drooping
Mother moon had come, to send all to slumber
But gently swayed, saying: Goodnight, brother!
For twenty years long, staying as a companion
God’s peace-messenger: my bamboo friend.