As a child I loved growing things
Making things live
Giving life
But in highschool
I do not want a green thumb

Set the scene
Heart beating like a drum
I let you play gardner
And I
Play the soil

You sow your seed and leave
You stop your role but I am left playing the dirt

You come back days later asking if I need water
Only to leave before I can say
"I don't want a green thumb"