Chapter 3 – Groves

I love you, mom

You plant seeds that grow

Our saplings only bleed the soil dry

Around your great tree

Of life

You have given us the roots

We need to balance

Help us now to spider

To reach our goals

Set ever higher

Mother, you are sunlight

Shine up our chosen paths

Delight us

With what you know

So that

We might follow

The seeds you have planted

Will grow strong with a tender touch

And your love

In groves

Make my day