The Recuperated Poppy

There was one tall poppy flower growing outside on the street by my house, the only one that had come up of the many seeds I'd planted all around last year. It flowered and I was so happy, it looked straight into my window. Then someone/something/the wind knocked it over and the top part broke off. I put it in a vase briefly and the next day in a pot, taking a chance, and yes, it flowered again! Julian is happy about it too.