Impatience

Last month I found a tiny little seed
And planted it inside a little pot.
I gave it all the water it could need,
And put it in a warm and sunny spot.
I waited with my cat, but nothing grew;
We got so bored just staring at the dirt.
We had a million other things to do;
Besides, just staring made our poor eyes hurt!
Today I see my little seed has grown,
But sadly it’s an ugly little twig.
I wanted flowers, but I should have known
That all I’d get were leaves that weren’t too big.
My mother says the little plant will flower.
So I’ll be kind and give it one more hour.

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