My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it’s start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem…
And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough-
But not too much because she knew
I’d need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong-
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother’s garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me
I wrote this poem when I was 11 years old, I realised that my Mom was my reason. My mom became my reason for everything after I lost my Dad, it was so inspiring to me that she was so strong for herself and all of us. So I wrote this poem so she could understand how important she and all mothers are.