Wilky …a kindly man.
Time and again had saved
Christie B. and Lil,
from dire poverty
and winter’s bitter chill.
When things were hard for them.
And now the farm was on the rise.
Christie was doing well…
His brand new tractor was his pride.
He’d money in the bank.
The spring time sunshine shone
in thru’ the kitchen window pane
when Lil announced she had a gift,
A large green plant for Wilky.
‘Why do you want to part with that?’
Christie complained. ‘He’s got everything
he needs…besides …that pot cost a lot…
it’s far too good to give to him’
Lil sighed and said…’I divided up the plant,
It got too big.
And although the pot is large..
It’s just a plastic pot…
Now off you go.. deliver it.’
Reluctant Christie drove to Wilky’s house
tucked in behind the trees and daffodils.
But on the way he’d stopped,,
removed the plant out of the pot
and hid it in the boot.
‘Lil send you this’ Christie announced,
proffering the bare root plant.
Sorry about the pot,
It cracked and broke.
The bumpy lanes you know.
Ceramic pots are not the same these days.’
Wilky replied…’I admired this plant
the other day whilst drinking tea
with your good wife.
It had a plastic pot…how kind of Lil
to think of changing it for me.
She is indeed… a genial sort.”
Christie’s ploy had worked !
Wilky was happy with his plant…and…
Christie owned the plastic flower pot.
The victory was his !
KB 2018