My Plant - Poem by Leonard Lee
My plant is dying...
i swear i could sometimes hear it crying...
oh, look at it, its barely alive...
i wonder how long it would thrive...
please someone with green fingers help me...
is there something wrong i did but don't see? ?
i water it everyday...
i sun it every way...
still my plant looks like its dying...
still the green leaves crying....
oh no my dear plant...
please don't slant...
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