Footprints I create, carefully.

Starts small, few seeds, and lots of hope.

Hoping to green my little world.

Vertical, Horizontal, in and out.

The first shoots, the first buds, the first flower,

My first love.

Dotted greens in brown soil.

Joy unparalleled.

As welcoming as a pet,

My sanctum – Sanctorum in this huge mad world.