The hibiscus that has Profusely grown like a Boundary around my house. Was planted by my aunt, A couple of Years ago, besides the one That has been there from My childhood. It's full of unopened buds, Easily at least 20 Red flowers Every morning flirting with Fresh dew. If my grandpa were alive Today, he would have been Filled with excitement to pluck Each one of those to offer to All the all the Gods. Maybe the almighty would Have blessed him with A couple more years of life. Sad that his expectancy Fell short by a few flowers.