Garden

I stare at the seeds in my hands. They’re so small, I think, and yet they grow to be so big. Digging small holes in the ground with my nails, I place the seeds into them. Cover them up, and wait. Night and day, I lay there, waiting. The sun’s warmth on my back. I never sleep. I stay awake, and watch. 20 years have passed, and I have not slept. I have not eaten or slept, in 20 years. I laugh as I look up at the tree. “How big you are!” I cry, “It was surely worth the wait!” But alas, it was not. As the tree grew older and withered away, I stayed the same. My age never faltered. It was like the tree grew in a day.

Signed: Sigger!