by Del Lobo

Created on: May 12, 2010

A Green Thumb

We used to sit on our porch and look

At flowering shrubs, vines gone astray

And trees that were once small

Reaching for the blue skies

You asked me for some assistance

To keep this beautiful sight

From turning into an unkempt one

I told you plainly that I did not have a Green Thumb

'Pfft.... everyone has a Green Thumb' you said

I'd learned not to argue with you

So, one day I learned how to trim rose bushes

The thorns pricked my careless fingers

'Watch out' the rose bush seems to say

Another day, I pulled out dead branches

From vines so they would cooperate

to later on, bear succulent fruit

'See, you have a Green Thumb after all'

You said with your familiar smirk

Now, I admit my Green Thumb

Keeps me from the throes of loneliness

I hear your voice in the rustling of leaves

I see your vivid smile in colorful flowers

Thank you for encouraging my Green Thumb

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