February 25th; Flower Plot

A watering bucket sat half full in the sun.

Inside, a few flowers began to sprout.

Children approached it with curiosity,

but, alomst instantly, the flowers withdrew.

Hands of good faith scooped into the dirt,

leaving the watering bucket vacant and wet.

From the shelf, the weathered watering bucket fell-

unable to roll out into the world, or leave the shed.

Wriggling fingers burrowed into Mama's garden;

children can't escape eyes behind a mother's head.

The flowers grew and bloomed in the floral plot-

but without the watering pale to bare water,

Pedals dropped and leaves wilted in their spot.

The End

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