PLANTED LOVE

You went and left planted love in me
There were born so many plants
there grew many trees
-why not avoid this pain
And come with me?
Hold my hand and confront them
Although they look to us
As did you think they would

You went and left planted love in me
Why did you let the rain cry
with me?
Why did you let the rain
confused my tears?
Because you prefer to listen to the world
And not listen to me.
I do hear you
Because I love you.

You went and left planted love in me
With your beautiful words
you were coming and cut into the green branches
as sharp scissors of these branches
that were growing to much
Now you no longer approach more

Can you imagine how many there will be?
You went and left planted love in me
I believed you my most fair and beautiful best pruner
my most courageous and talented gardener.
I gave you my deepest roots that
were reasons to gather the talent
that they do not know and is to love
But go, go and tell your family
that root like mine
in life you will not find
that in my soul
You went and let love
Planted in me.
✒Jonatan Vega

This poem is about: 
Me

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