The roots tried to spread throughout the garden.
The vines rose and climbed up the walls,
And entangled in the rooftop gutters.
The rainwater built,
Up and up and up,
Spreading far and wide, but never deep,
The roots tried to conquer all dry land.
The sun couldn’t reach the others.
So, they suffocated,
Gasp and gasp and gasp,
For some air.
The plant itself was all-encompassing,
Yet one gusty day could uproot her,
She wouldn’t know until it came.
With each howl of the wind,
It urged and urged and urged,