This Article  • Full text  • PDF  • Send to a friend  • Save in My Folder  • Save to citation manager  • Permissions  Citing Articles  • Contact me when this article is cited  Related Content  • Similar articles in JAMA  Topic Collections  • Humanities  • Alert me on articles by topic  Social Bookmarking   What's this?

JAMA. 2008;299(24):2833.

	Since this article does not have an abstract, we have provided the first 118 words of the full text and any section headings.

To grow a Texas cactus from the start,
You scatter tiny seeds on dirt and sand
(Your nail works well to nudge stuck ones apart).
Then sprinkle water with a steady hand.
Each day, my son asks, "Will it get real tall?"
He crowds his brother as they check for growth—
The way I’ve searched my hairless head since fall.
I pray young shoots will sprout up soon for both.
It happens all at once—soft spikes appear;
I rub my scalp while calling to the boys.
They peer in close to analyze each spear.
My bigger joy is lost to hooting noise.
The victory is all my own: Mom's hair?
The news is that we grew a Prickly Pear.

Kyle Potvin
Derry, New Hampshire

Poetry and Medicine Section Editor: Charlene Breedlove, Associate Editor. Poems may be submitted to jamapoems@jama-archives.org.

CiteULike    Connotea    Del.icio.us    Digg    Reddit    Technorati     What's this?