When you can gradually nurture a single small flower

And make it become prettier and larger by the hour

Then you have a prize which will be seen by many

As worth whatever you choose to spend on it - any



Amount will be returned back to you in spades

For you did look ahead and thus saw what made

You get turned on to this flower in the first

It was worthy of your interest and your purse



For its petals bore such lush and vivid colors

And the scent of its blooms eased your pallor

To the extent you were immersed in wondrous light

As the richness it gave you provided quite bright



Feelings deep within your very heart and soul

And as you continued, you felt not quite so old

For beauty begat youth, and thus fatigue disappeared

And the person you used to be was ground under gears



Which you used to enmesh with in great rushes of vitality

As you loved your involvement in so cultivating the tree

From which this beautiful flower grew as it came to be

Representative of such a good and vital potion to thee.



- Tristram