homeless - digging - lavender

I dug fingers into 

the shallow soil 

of the pallet box.

Welcomed a new plant home.

Little blossoms

peaked lavender heads 

through the stems of green.

I’d held the plant 

under the hip

walking back from the shop

chatting to a friend.

He reads more than I.

But it has taken months 

to find his own space

of safety

out of the cold -

to find his own welcome home.