Wild Plant

It was just a common wild plant

With unusual leaves

He found it in his backyard

And tended it tenderly

It bloomed under his expert care

He was proud of this novelty

And lavished all attention

From a nondescript plant

It became a cynosure of all eyes

Then one day, a similar plant

Sprouted in the neighbour’s garden

After all it was just a wild plant

Heart broken that it was not a rarity he had thought

He uprooted the plant and threw it on the roadside

The poor, common plant

Lies there dying, wondering

What wrong did it do?