A Poem For My Mother

I am a seed which
From you germinated
And you a place
Where I was sown
Grew and firmly rooted

I am a flower which 
From you sprouted
Grew well in the comfort
Of your cosy arms
Which like sepals
to petals 
In a flower wrapped
Me with tenderness

Your love was
A fertilizer for my growth
Food for my hunger
My warmth in coldness
It was Like water,
Air and sunlight
To a germinating seed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Sweetheart Avatar
March 11, 2011 at 4:50 AM
A treasured write Bojosi a Mother cherishes .. as a Mom of five sons I luv this piece u have in tribute to your own Mother.. expressive and quite impressive luv..
Mogotsi Avatar
February 16, 2011 at 10:20 PM
Wonderful tribute to a great Woman.
Dietrich Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 4:52 PM
Bojosi, this is awesome. A wonderful way to pay tribute to your mom and I loved your metaphor. One tiny suggestion. Manure kind of has a negative context. Fertilizer would sound better. Thanks for your comment today. Luv, Andrea
Brown Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 11:38 AM
I am happy to be able to sit and read all the diverse poems here at PoetrySoup today. I am glad your poetry was among the ones I am reading today Bojosi. Love, Carol
Mehta Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 5:16 AM
A nice tribute you have paid to your mother, Bojosi
Kendrick Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 5:11 AM
Such love and respect for your mother..Youth today so much of the time do not have this respect for their parents which is not good...I am glad that you wrote this and I was blessed to get a chance to read it...I was honored to have you stop by and comment on my work..Sara
Lelitte Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 3:17 AM
beautifully touching and great metaphor...
Nutter Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 2:49 AM
Excellent metaphors to describe your birth and mother.
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