For Nanny Bet: 21.10.26 - 13.11.2004
You would sit at the family table sectioning your hair.
Rolling up the fine sections, strategically placing pins everywhere.
I watched in awe at your patience, finesse and great skill
If it took you three hours I'd be there watching, still.
Over night you'd sleep in pins that trained your wiry hair.
When morning would come it was enchanting, curls unfolding everywhere!
She would sit on the family table, leaves arching from the pot.
Vibrant hues of green, a hint of yellow if she became too hot.
'Don't touch it', you would tell me. 'Just leave it alone to grow'.
But I would not! I kept looking for that hint of white like snow.
She would sit on the family table, your Peace Lily, a centrepiece of green.
I would move around the table spotting white petals in between.
And each day I would investigate the magical centrepiece.
Watching in wonder as each flower would open, contrasting against the green leaves.
I now have a Peace Lily, a focal point in my home.
Today for the first time a flower of white grew!
And the leaves were no longer alone.
As I talk sweetly to my Peace Lily, as you would do to me,
I can feel her vibrant energy and know she is happy, just as you would be.