While strolling down our garden center
I kept coming back to this pretty little thing.
She was marked "trailing violet"
and the only one in sight
so I grabbed her.
She fit perfectly in my rusty, decorative lantern
that I had waiting for her on my front porch.
I had already removed the glass from it,
anticipating something vining down its sides.
So far she is thriving, no thanks to me.
On a couple of our steamy days
I neglected to water her until late in the day
and she was not very happy,
being completely wilted down.
Thankfully,with a big gulp of cool water,
she perked up.
Looking closer, I think she looks like a tiny pansy.
But what do it know...
Anyone out there know what she is?
For now, she makes me smile
and that's all that matters.
Just because . . .