The Journey of a Baby Plant

The plant I got for my birthday
Withers in the cold air.
It doesn't do well in winter.
The top of it's stem is pink,
Stressed from too much sun.
I set it in the window sill
And forgot to move it back
To the small plate on the corner
Of my desk where it lives.
It's never fully recovered.
There's a bend in it's stem,
It leans a little too far one way.
I wouldn't say it's thriving,
But it's somehow still alive.
I guess that's what matters.
Summer on the window sill.

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