by Lesléa Newman
I ate the avocado
That we bought at the store,
And it was so delicious
I wished that I had more.
My mother cleaned the pit up,
And handed it to me.
“Get some toothpicks and we’ll grow
An avocado tree.”
We pierced the pit with toothpicks
And perched it on a glass,
Then filled the glass with water.
“Now watch what comes to pass.”
Soon some roots were dangling down,
Straggly, thin, and white.
Soon we saw a bright green stem
That reached up toward the light.
Soon the plant was growing leaves,
We welcomed every one.
Each leaf so green and shiny,
Unfurling towards the sun.
And when the plant grew bigger,
We planted it in dirt.
The next day it was taller,
An overnight growth spurt!
The plant grew even bigger,
Three feet from stem to root.
And though we watched and waited,
It never did bear fruit.
“It doesn’t really matter,”
My mother said to me.
“We still have something lovely:
An avocado tree!”
Poem © 2014 Lesléa Newman, used with permission from Curtis Brown, Ltd., from The Poetry Friday Anthology for Science by Sylvia Vardell and Janet Wong © 2014 Pomelo Books; illustration by Frank Ramspott from The Poetry of Science: The Poetry Friday Anthology for Science for Kids © 2015 Pomelo Books.