The Sun to a Tree

She planted me, like a seed,

Out in the yard

There she watered me and fed me

And every day nurtured me

Till I was the tree i am today,

I was tested

The storms and the winds caught me

But they were testing to see

What was to become of me,

I fought and grew from every set back

And all along she was holding me

Til the day I was too big for her arms

And could face the storms by myself

That’s how she knew I was ready to be left on my own,

All those years she was with me

Helping me through every step

My mother was to me,

The sun to a tree,

The person that always nurtured me.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

Comments

caitlynfisher9

I wrote this poem about my wonderful mother to show everything that she does for me and how she has always been with me through the years.

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