Thursday, February 3, 2011

I know you

I gave birth to you.

I've seen you grow.

I've seen you when your happy.

I've seen you when you are down.

I've seen you proud and beautiful after a summer rain.

I've seen you dry and thristy, your fate out of my hands.

Lush and radiant.

Sick and in need of care and love.

Attacked, Stripped and Beaten.

I have seen you, I know you.

You are my garden.

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