For ten years
I had broadcast love
To the purple clematis
Climbing the mailbox
At Ace, the bird dog's house.
I watched for it to sprout,
To grow, to bloom.
I took pictures of its beauty.
Then I realized
That I could plant my own clematis.
The first plant
Went in the ground
Late in the year
And was over-mulched.
The next spring.
The second plant
Never got put into the ground
And died in its pot
Over the winter.
And now, finally,
There is a beautiful, purple clematis
In my garden
To which I can broadcast love,
And tend and watch,
Photograph and share.
Clematis mystery,
Clematis beauty,
Clematis love.
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