As a botanist she had no peer
In cajoling a plant to appear.
She would talk to them…sing
About any old thing.
And she’d fertilize often with cheer!
She lived out her life in an attic;
Horticultural chances were static.
But her care was so giving,
She earned plants a living
With a glow based on colors chromatic!
She developed a system to graft her
Young shoots twixt a wall and a rafter.
There was not quite the room
To make daffodils bloom,
So she sprinkled them often with laughter!
As the plants grew they got a concoction
That would let them move on, as an option.
And thus one new morn
Plant Parenthood was born.
They would offer themselves for adoption!
Though ado/apted, they remembered her dearly,
And the reunion they held semi-yearly
Was named after her
Though her prodigy were
Often forced into blossoming early
Not a problem.
They were used to miracles!
Dec 12, 2016
Dec 12, 2016 at 5:41 PM UTC
As a botanist she had no peer
In cajoling a plant to appear.
She would talk to them…sing
About any old thing.
And she’d fertilize often with cheer!
She lived out her life in an attic;
Horticultural chances were static.
But her care was so giving,
She earned plants a living
With a glow based on colors chromatic!
She developed a system to graft her
Young shoots twixt a wall and a rafter.
There was not quite the room
To make daffodils bloom,
So she sprinkled them often with laughter!
As the plants grew they got a concoction
That would let them move on, as an option.
And thus one new morn
Plant Parenthood was born.
They would offer themselves for adoption!
Though ado/apted, they remembered her dearly,
And the reunion they held semi-yearly
Was named after her
Though her prodigy were
Often forced into blossoming early
Not a problem.
They were used to miracles!