the plants, they are your friends <br />especially the ones in your room <br />if you are sensitive to their feelings <br />you will know they are there trying <br />to reach out to you all the time <br /> <br />when it quiets down <br />the television not playing <br />and the children not prancing around <br />you would feel another kind <br />trying to communicate with you <br /> <br />their invisible hands would even <br />try awaken that faculty in you you <br />could use to communicate with them <br /> <br />the plants know, we were all once <br />relatives and they remember that part <br />in you which will still embrace them <br />even in the densest of forests <br /> <br />just take a look at the roses, <br />they can be man's closest friends, <br />better than the dogs <br />they slow down their evolution just so that <br />they can help man express <br />their love with more charms <br /> <br />men are yang and plants ying <br />when the two embrace <br />productivity starts to grow <br />men breathe out to give the plants <br />a life and plants breathe out too <br />to give men a life<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-house-plants/
