Nurturing Poems

Nurturing Love

To truly win a woman's heart
You must earn her love as well
Not just the once do it everyday
It is a must her love will fail

That special lady in your life
You need to spoil her every day
Not with gifts or material things
You spoil her in a different way

Do so with love and affection 
Or that hug

Good Man

Generous
Observant
Outgoing
Decent

Mature
Accommodating
Nurturing

Seeds In Our Hands

There are small seeds
And mighty oaks.
Tender shoots
And weathered bark.
Fragile buds
And blooming gardens.

When we tend to the soil,
Or water the roots?
Nurturing growth.
We never say
This seedling matters.
That one does not.

We plant
And we tend.
We shelter
And we know.
THEY ALL NEED CARE.

Yet somehow,
When we look
At the faces in our classrooms.
Where dreams are now formed.
Where futures wait,
We forget.

Some get sunshine,
Others shadow.
Some

Nurturing Black

?Black soil 'n' seeds
?Black waters
?Black axe
?Black trees
?All grew the girl into a woman
?
?Black house
?Black home
?Black hue
?Black terrain
?All grew the boy into a man
?
?Black weather
?Black wind
?Black storm
?Black war
?All grew the feeble into a strong one
?
?Black strips black
?Black bruises black
?Black vies against black
?Black beats black black 'n' blue
?All makes the good to snap
?
?Black is beautiful
?Black is not

Origins Of Over Nurturing

Origins Of Over Nurturing 

My need to protect others began during my turbulent adolescence. It started out as the need to protect others from me. This morphed into over nurturing everyone around me. 

Sometimes I felt like there were two of me residing together… similar to The Cherokee parable of The Two Wolves… vying for

Nurturing Nature of Mother

calling upon her
light of the day
dark of the night
with change of any season
relationship of any kind
happy or sad
crying or laughing
lying or sitting
whole or broken

dwells within me
accepts me as I am
listens without judgement
replenish my depleted soul
nourish my imbalance body
heal my fragmented heart
reboots my scatter mind
revitalize my creativeness
nurtured me throughout my journey


gifted with her beauty
growing with her

The Farmer's Hands

The farmer stands with weathered hands,
Tending soils, nurturing the lands.
His heart beats with the Earth's own song,
Though seasons shift and days grow long.

Through drought and storm, he does not break,
For in the soil, his dreams awake.
A quiet strength, both firm and kind,
A bond with nature is intertwined.

The Invisible Strength

The sparrow cannot help being tireless.
The banyan cannot help being sheltered.
The moon cannot help being constant.
And I cannot help being Amma.

Even in my sleep, I dream of your healing.
Even in my sadness, I love my purpose.
I swim in the rivers of my devotion.
I climb through the mountains of my fatigue.

My hands move from cradle to

Little Bee

The breeze carries me along
My wings are nimble and flowing
I get carried far and wide to find the perfect present
Will what was there yesterday still be there today?
I land on a nurturing flower..
a flower that can bring joy to many
I'm working so hard and fill my little legs full of gold. 
The wind then carries

nurturing properties of the woods

Henry was harried and haggard.
down, depressed, despondent and desperate
seeking solitude, serenity and silence
he found a haven in the wilds of west woods
the trees nurtured him back to harmony and health
wood nymphs healed his heart, heartily heartening him
he decided to build a life here
among the evergreens, elms, maples and oaks
trees understood him better than any human

Core Reflection

In the Garden of Human Potential,
Seeds of strength lie dormant, waiting.
Core reflection, a gentle rain,
Nurtures growth, authenticity creating.

Theory and practice, hand in hand,
Dance through corridors of learning.
Experience blooms, a vibrant flower,
As personal and professional, intertwining.

Teachers, once seedlings, now tall trees,
Their branches reach, inspiring awe.
Natural, authentic, role models true,
Excitement for knowledge, they draw.

In primary halls and

Joyful Nurturing Sun

revitalizing
canary color
nurturing daily
positivity refreshing, happy

uplifting us
garden friendly
showering me
vitamin D

yellowish
lemon-like

joyful
eager

sun

Nurturing Nature

Creation . . . so fundamental,
    As genetic building blocks
        Are bound and tied.
Dancing along a new foundation,
    Where strength is gained
        When power's applied.

Throughout growth,
    A framework can be seen,
 

Milk Factory

She kisses away the weariness,
Burdens – inklings of the mystery
Birthed by her dream, hope
Remembered in the evening when
The calf nuzzled – her nourishing, nurturing
Gentle as the soft, dark eyes – bleeding
Tenderness

The new calf stands, wobbly
Trembling – taking each tiny step
With quivering legs, long and sturdy,
Urging him to begin to live, to risk
Falling

She licks him over

Ode To a Mother

Poetic Ode to Mother



In the realm of love, she reigns supreme,
A guiding light, a nurturing dream.
With tender touch and caring embrace,
She weaves a tapestry of love and grace.

Her voice, a melody that soothes the soul,
A lullaby that makes the heart feel whole.
Through every triumph and each despair,
She's the anchor, always present, always there.

In her eyes,

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