Even though I fall; you never leave
Your natural nature is nurture
You provided me with everything I need to survive
Your smile is the sunlight; no need for outside
You watered me down; relieving me from all my pains
You watch my growth; giving me time to show improvement
I wonder if I'm your symbol of life
Am I your pride and joy; used to be called baby face
But all things get old the more the seasons change
I say I love you; your presence is the only form of love I require
Desired to be great in your eyes; i see you all year round
When Your buried in the ground; this tree of life
Will live through us; ashes to ashes dusk to dusk
Remembering the importance of you to us
I embark on a new adventure; but everyday you are there to stay
You always told me the grass is green; I wondered the stuff in between
The stuff that's important to me; to keep the grass green on sunny days
Sunlight, water, and time; the evolution of this tree
Is a gardeners touch
Mother's nurture
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Mother's Nurture
PoetryThis was originally wrote for my mother. We was having serious arguments, and she felt like I didn't love her. After I wrote this she realized she was wrong, and now we don't argue anymore.
