the plants know us well

the plants know us well

they’ve watched us from crawling

to trudging, to running, to trudging again.

oh, how they wish they could take the weight from our weary forms

so instead, they decorate our lives as best they can

curling around bricks, hanging over benches

filling gaps in the pavement to make tiny forests in big cities

growing tall, impressive,

nothing looming quite as large,

and laugh as children gaze up in amazement

wondering if theyll ever reach that tall.

if the apocalypse wiped us out clean

if humanity fell from its own hubris

If we went out thrashing, electric,

or silent and accepting,

the plants would sigh and remember fondly

as they held our hands and watched us grow.

The plants would wish they had the gift of speech,

To tell us what they’ve been longing to all along,

we know you

we're here for you

you’re never alone

we love you

we’re glad you met us

we hope you’ll meet us again.