Flower Beneath The Fence

There is a flower that grows outside my home beneath a fence
I can see it's beautiful blooms
It has a scent of spring that passes through the window screen
Filling the farthest corners of this room

From where I sit and watch the flower grow
Sometimes I admit inside I feel sad
If I was outside in the garden I'd kneel up close
And count how many petals it has

Each day I would nurture and water its roots
The soil beneath it I would toil and mend
As time moved on and the flower grew
I'd treasure the moments together we spent

My child my message to you is simply this
Though I have to watch you grow from far away
I marvel at your beauty and appreciate your love
More than mere words can ever possibly say

I myself was just a small flower when God brought you into this world
My roots had not fully grown nor had my blossoms bloomed
I failed to nurture you as a mother should
My selfishness had me consumed

Please know in my heart I have grown and changed
My sense of what is right and wrong complete
I hope the day will come where outside this window we gaze
Looking at the flowers from this same window seat

Never doubt how much I love you, always know that I care
You will fill every breath throughout my life I shall take
I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me my dearest
For making such terrible mistakes

I cry at night praying to God
Hoping he will give me a second chance
Your my child, my love, my truest joy
Your my flower that grows beneath the fence . . .


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"Flower Beneath The Fence"
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