this lovely life

By kellyrenee

Live Forever

I've had this plant for years. It never really grows. I am simply not good with plants, not in real life anyway, though in my dreams, I have a green thumb.

A co-worker gave me a small sprig cut from her own plant when I worked for GAIN Services, a program of welfare reform in LA County. She was such a sweet lady, her name was Terry and she cried when I turned in my two week's notice because we were moving.

Anyway, Terry cut a sprig for me and gave me a pretty cut-glass vase to let the roots grow in water so that I could pot it. Eventually, the sprig grew roots. But since I don't have a green thumb, I was afraid to transfer the sprig to soil. I brought it down the hill to Covina and my mom repotted it for me (after it sat by her sink for a few months). I brought the little newly-potted plant to my new home in Covina and for some reason, I left it outside in the sun. One of the two leaves died. So I pulled it off and then it was just a lone leaf sprouting. I tried to keep up with the watering, and did good enough so that it sprouted a new little baby second leaf, but for a year or so nothing else happened. Just two little leaves, staring at me sadly each time I washed my hands or did dishes at the kitchen sink. Tears.

Eventually, a couple more leaves sprouted. But then I saw what I thought might be mold, and so I repotted the little guy about seven months ago. As you can see, the "mold" grew back in the new soil. Is that mold, the white stuff? I've had this plant for years now, years. Five, I believe. And it just won't die. I am not good with plants, but this one just keeps hanging on. It must be a glutton for punishment. Perhaps it will live forever in its misery.

Lyrics to a song I love (thank you Noel and Liam):

Maybe I dont really want to know
How your garden grows
I just want to fly
Lately did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks it to the bone

Maybe I just want to fly
I want to live I dont want to die
Maybe I just want to breath
Maybe I just dont believe
Maybe youre the same as me
We see things theyll never see
You and I are gonna live forever

Maybe I dont really want to know
How your garden grows
I just want to fly
Lately did you ever feel the pain
In the morning rain
As it soaks it to the bone

Maybe I will never be
All the things that I want to be
But now is not the time to cry
Nows the time to find out why
I think youre the same as me
We see things theyll never see
You and I are gonna live forever
Were gonna live forever
Gonna live forever
Live forever
Forever

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