I was away for a while
I couldn’t go near to her
I knew she was waiting for my rain of love
I was feeling her pain,
falling off leafage
uncertainty hanging over her venation
Still I couldn’t..
A hashtag won’t define what I felt when
I couldn’t water her for days
But she didn’t complain
‘cause she is my peace lily.
She just held on until I arrived as
her purpose is deep rooted on persistence
And then with a shower of water in the evening
quickly back on her roots as before
She is fine now, she just made it
How lovely is to seeing her dancing in the wind!
Watching the brief silence of her leaves growing up again
waters my soul too!