Vacancy

nothing comes to mind
rhymes i cannot find
the small ‘i’ says it all

i am shrinking, full of fears
this year has dwarfed me,
i shed some tears.

The ivy growing up the garden wall
is doing well, it’s seven feet tall,
it must be something in the soil,
which reminds me,
one day they’ll plant me
perhaps i’ll grow tall too.

© 2020, John Smallshaw.