Spider plant just keeps having babies.
I cut off another two and,
loathe to kill them, place them
In a terracotta pot.
Spider plant throws forth
a long umbilical cord.
More babies on the way.
But I worry about my two charges,
Limply pale in their new pot.
They're watered and fed.
And then I find a woodlouse
Climbing on the saucer.
There's more and more, tiny tiny
Baby woodlice eating at the roots.
They curl into balls.
To kill the baby woodlice would
Surely be unfair.
But I owe it to my spider plant
To care for her young.
I spray my pesticide.
There's more woodlice in the garden I suppose.
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