cronechronicler

You don't know where you are going. You don't know how to get there. And you arrive just the same. Ghanaian saying

The Senior Transportation Connection

I quit driving myself – abandoned my car
Found I’ve been transported to a new world
Peopled by those who still have destinations
And when needing a ride call the S.T.C.

We help each other putting on seatbelts
Check on how each one’s day is unfolding
And sometimes something magical happens
When we tell our stories

Not long ago on one of my trips
A second passenger boarded the van
A smallish woman in a neat knitted cap
With whom I clicked while helping buckle her in

I saw a riot of colorful flowers
Grass, vines and green trees graced her yard
She told about her plants outside and inside
I soon sensed we were kindred souls

And so began our discussion of plants
Like some women have about their grandchildren
She mentioned her birthday coming up in December
I asked her the date and she said “the ninth”

I felt a tingle of recognition
Felt my joy bubbling up
So I replied “Just what I expected.
That date is my birthday, too!”

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Haiku: Jade Plant Journey

Five foot high jade plant
Grows old in my barber’s shop
Fertile ancestor

Customers like me
Modern Johnny Appleseeds
Take cuttings to root

Mine grew strong and tall
Reaching for the bright sunlight
Then it took a bow

Quite ungainly now
It required a scissor’s trim
Made jade feel at home

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Plant – Mates

Some people live
With family or roommates
And/or their beloved pets
Some live alone
With or without pets
I live with house plants

The seven that accompanied
My move to Cleveland
Now number nineteen
A few died of old age
Some multiplied themselves
Forming new generations

Plants are good company
Let me know of their needs
For water and sunlight
Then respond to my nurture
I love their quietness
Their elegant beauty

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