I've left you alone
day after day,
parched,
longing for air
trapped beneath
my window
stretching to
peek out,
praying for
a quick breath-
a single drop
of fresh air,
moisture
something,
anything
hang on
my dear friend-
my mom,
or husband,
perhaps my son-
one day
will reach out
and befriend you.
your life
may go on
oh, green
and lifeless
fern
hang on
they said
you were hardy
hang on
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