Flowers: Phalaenopsis Orchids

Phalaenopsis, so you say?
The orchid blossom of the day.
In South America, they bloom;
Now, even in my living room.
There, perched on trees, they blossom too;
If one would graft them, yes, that too.
The roots grow down, like fish worms green;
The blossom stems, a reddish sheen.
The broad, green leaves will sometimes fall,
But blossom one and blossoms all,
They linger on, months at a time.
So beautiful, it seems they shine
The flowers open wide and stay,
Unless they're moved in some odd way
And then the next day, they'll be gone;
They wilt so quickly by the dawn.
The leaves come in triangular.
No wet feet for this blossom star.
And seed pods hidden in the deep,
Until they're dried, remain asleep.
A window east, a curtain sheer
And water once a week, no fear.
Just fertilize once in a while
And watch that orchid beauty smile!

The secret of growing phalaenopsis orchids.