An Ode to Mom and Dad

I recently wrote a poem, “The Seed,” reflecting on the influence my parents had on me and the person I am today. They planted in me the importance of treating everyone with compassion and dignity, especially those who were struggling or suffering. Although it was talked about in our home, it was the way my parents lived their lives that taught me everything I needed to know about living an empathetic life. They were deeply influenced by their faith, the guiding force of how they interacted with the world.

The Seed

The seed was planted, watered, and tended with love.
With the warmth of the sun, it was allowed to grow.
The sower’s voice spoke gently, encouraging it to blossom
With petals full of love, stretching out to the world.

It watched the gardeners’ example of gentle compassion
As they walked along the flowerbeds,
Treating each flower, whether thriving or dying,
With dignity and grace.

For they knew that the flowers’ beauty must grow from within
If it was to brighten creation once it left the safety of the bed.
The sowers released the flower to humanity once
All the wisdom had been bestowed upon it,
Allowing the bloom to spread its seeds to all it touched.

Visit beautifulbittersweetpoems.blog to read more of the poems that I have written which reflect on love and loss.