What My Mother Taught Me

Be kind to plants, and even kinder to humans,

Both are more fragile than you think.

Tend to your garden, but also tend to your heart,

Weeds and unforgiveness are suffocating.

Lessons from my Mother’s garden.

 

You are never too old to be silly,

You are never too young to be wise,

You are never too small to matter, and

You are never too big to care for others.

Lessons from my Mother’s Kitchen.

 

We don’t need money to have fun,

We make our own fun.

No amount of money will ever matter.

What matters is those you surrounded yourself with.

Lessons from my Mother’s heart.

 

Happy birthday mama. Thank you for everything you taught me.

June 14, 2018 by lorirensink Categories: PoetryTags: growing up, lessons, love, mom, mother, Poems, Poetry 1 Comment