This poem was inspired by today, the first day of spring, and reflections of motherhood’s journey.
The Seeds That We Sow
The future seems far
And who knows what will be
We just wish and we hope and we pray
We plan and we take
And we work and we make
The best decisions we can for today
We all do our best
And we do what we know
And we hope that we don’t steer them wrong
We hope that our choices
Can foster their voices
To be sure, to stand up, to be strong
We lead them and love them
And teach them the lessons
We hope will guide them through life
We pray it’s enough
Oh, this job can be tough
It can weigh on your heart day and night
We give them our love
And we give them our time
And we hope that they grow wise and good
For the seeds that we sow
Are the things that will grow
In this garden of their childhood
This poem is my 20th of 31 Slices for the Slice of Life March Writing Challenge hosted by Two Writing Teachers.
Mazerly Musings 
8 responses to “The Seeds That We Sow”
This was a beautiful poem. ❤
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Thank you, Krista!
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I love thinking of them as seeds. My 24-year-old seed just rented a truck and moved from one apartment to another in Washington DC. He continues to surprise me. The hardest thing for me was letting him do it. Lots of challenges in his future, but he is in his “garden” and happy as con be.
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Lots of grace in these lines. Thanks for the lift!
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Thank you, Brian!
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What a beautiful poem you’ve written. It’s not only heartfelt, but the rhythm and rhyme works really well. And that photo….oh! It’s pretty magical, and the perfect accompaniment!
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Love this! What a great reflection on parenting.
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Oh, how I love this. You should print it and hang it in the staff room/bathroom/mail room where everyone can see it. Simply beautiful.
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