I purchased a croton as a birthday gift to myself in March 2020. The exciting news is that today, exactly 5 years later, my croton is flowering. A cause for celebration, as I’ve read that this particular plant rarely flowers when grown indoors as a tropical houseplant.

To celebrate the life of my 5-year old croton and this rare occasion, I’ve tapped into my inner poet to write a piece about the budding life (pun intended) of this dear houseplant.

And yes, to your delight or dismay, it has come to the point of this gardening journal we’re I’m personifying my plants. Good luck readers.

An Ode to My Croton

My dearest croton, bold and bright,
gold and red streaks, what a true delight.
Your painted leaves, nimble and free,
With fiery moves that I love to see.

As you grow each vein so true,
You are a tapestry in sunlit hue.
You stand with pride, night and day,
At times, dressed oh so tacky on display.

And when you bloom—its rare and sweet,
A lovely gift, if but a moment’s treat.
How you’ve grown, with colours so deep,
An aging soul, in my heart you’ll keep.

Now, the real question is: Can I do anything with these little flowers? I welcome your insights and ideas in the comments.