My aunt, she is a gardener
Her green fingers are extraordinary
She gave me this dreary plant
Long leafed and quite ordinary
There was nothing that exciting
About the lanky plant in basket
Until I opened up the door one day
And my mind was blown completely away
This brilliant flower graced my view.
Several hanging baskets later
My aunt’s green thumb has not dissipated
Heaps of differently beautiful flowers
Now exist in my hanging baskets.