My Norfolk Pine

I watch helplessly as the life of my Norfolk Pine slowly drains away. They say a plant is attached to its’ owner in ways they try to explain. And so I see my pine as a reflection of myself. The sunshine and warmth of the love it needs I provide. I have seen it respond to my love. I watched happily as it grew. I bought my pine because it looked so small and so vulnerable. I wanted to take care of it, give it love, and watch it grow. Then someday, when I got a place to live, I would give it a permanent home in the yard. Then as the years go by as we both grew, it would become strong and bring beauty into the world. But my life has been empty. No one to love and in return provide love. And it feels this emptiness. And as I watch with tear stained eyes, it dies. The only one that has accepted my love is dying and nothing I try to do helps. It has discovered my emptiness and is now suffering for it. And when it is gone, so will a part of me go.

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