Passion Flower

I was just a boy when I first came upon a Passion Flower, blooming in my uncle’s fence. It didn’t look real to me, like an artist’s rendering of a miracle that happened to be a flower. Recently, I was walking back from the grocery store, glanced down and there they were crawling along the edge of the sidewalk. They took me right back to standing on the edge of Uncle Cleve’s garden, looking around for somebody to show.