Orchid, I cut you
When you lost your bloom
But I didn't discard you
I kept you in my room.
You reminded me of love I'd known
Over time your flowers fade;
You stood there on my window ledge
Looking barren and betrayed.
I knew that someday you'd bloom once more,
Though your progress was slow.
I nourished you with water
then stepped back and hoped you'd grow.
Today I reaped the rewards
Of not neglecting you
Your first flower of the season
Finally peeped through.
I did not know when your flowers died
And I had to cut you down
That it would be so worth it
When new buds removed my frown.
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