I walked outside that day & saw the same plants that looked gigantic to me years ago. ‘Elephant Ears’ are what my mom used to call them. They stood side by side for what it seemed to be Miles around our front porch…. They were so mass, you’d almost think they were real ears moving, when the wind blew….. But in this present state , I see hearts. I see memory. I see bits and pieces of what was, is , and is to come. Elephant ears … Wow, it’s been a while; I hardly recognized you.