is the name they gave me, a vine
with spectacular long chains
of yawning red and yellow flowers
and dark green foliage
my handsome features
and trail to success
were due to my sure anchoring
and climbing on my support
converting my stems to tendrils
i clung to my support to move
towards the sun that brightened the earth
bringing credit also to my name
but soon i forgot that support
to kick it hard as it aged and dried
while earlier, it was a tight clinging
to that that made me productive
soon, i know for sure, like my support
i too would age and dry to decay
then it would be too late
to express my gratitude to my support
