A year ago, I was gifted a fig tree.

Over winter it looked weak, and frail.

It did not appear to want thrive,

Nor survive.

In spring a leaf appeared,

And then another.

And, in the right conditions,

The fig tree continues to grow

Ever greener.

Maybe, just maybe, this is now my spring.

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