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A celebration of Motherhood |
| Now as I tend my garden, my children watch it grow, And here, too, you’ll help me teach them everything I know. Every day I'm still amazed by how peaceful and serene Life can seem when I'm tending something green. Now as I tend my garden, not yet quite as green as yours My own little ones enjoy helping Mama with her chores. The best part is when we over-water, creating a little flood, Then it’s time to laugh and play in our backyard river of mud. Now as I tend my garden, I see their curiosity unfold, I answer questions I once asked, with answers I was told, Then off they go, with thousands of discoveries to make, And off I go, back to work with my clippers and a rake. Now as I tend my garden, they frolic safe, loved and free, I've come to realize what it took for you, doing so for me, Patience, love, and a lot of work, but, then again we Already knew how important a Mother's Garden will always be. From my blog - 5/17/16 A sequel poem (is that a thing?) to "Mother's Garden" |