My Mother kept a garden,
A garden of the heart;
She planted all the good things
That gave my life its 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 rains came,
She protected me enough. . .
But not too much ~ 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
To last my whole life long.
I am My Mother’s Garden.
I am her legacy.
And I hope today she feels the love
Reflected back from me.
–Author Unknown
