poi spread her leaves to sun
through my window i do found
bending towards glass, hunch
never i dream growing so big
from plastic bottle i filled
moss compost from fallen twigs
there's baby poi sprouting
large, healthy, jaded green
covered it with wet napkin
slow growth while am planning
maybe a earthen vase for two
to welcome a very shy snow
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