Pots Of Hope. Poem by SY Wong ...

There are two pots of hope
of trees and flowers in the pots bring forth but not at all.
The two trees I planted long ago are dead and dry. Now.
I didn't give up hope (hope came bouncing back) and planted roses instead.
The pot one is Peter the other is Paul.
Under the solid sun now are thriving. New hope comes, buds of hope.
Again buds will be forming soon..tomorrow, flowers.
Hope hope would not disappoint.
One e-name Peter and the other rename Paul.
Thriving in recycled soil and watcher Sun!