The First Time I Tried Gardening (Expanded)

The First Time I Tried Gardening (Expanded)

Planted seeds with hopes so high,
Green thumbs, a myth, my plants say goodbye.
Watered, cared, yet they all die,
Planted seeds with hopes so high.
A garden dream, under a dry sky,
Brown leaves, my floral lie.
Planted seeds with hopes so high,
Green thumbs, a myth, my plants say goodbye.

But one morning, after weeks of nothing,
A single green shoot pushed through the dirt.
Barely an inch. Fragile as a rumor.
And I stood over it like a proud idiot,
Grinning at something that might still die,
But hadn’t yet.