Mother's Day

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One day, a seed was planted in a pot,
And many days it spent there as it grew.
One day, the plant was moved into a plot
And given space to start its growth anew.

The gardener put her years into the plant
To help it grow unhurt and blossom bright.
She watered it and kept away the ants
That threatened it with illness, damage, bight.

And when the plant awoke with thoughts and words
She educated it in worthy things.
She gave it books, those wondrous verbal herds
Of life and wisdom, tales and songs to sing.

And yet, the plant's uncertain what to do
Or how to tell its gardener "I love you."