I had to write a metaphorical poem, based on a prompt I received. This is my take on it.
I sat in my garden
Resting my back
Against the trunk
Of an old oak tree
Gazing at all
All that lay before me –
Content and happy
Seeds that I had sowed
Some that had been bestowed
By wind
By water
By animal
By man
Man, like me
I watered every seed
I tended to their every need
And I watched them grow-
Some bore fruit
Some flowered
And some withered away
Before they saw the light of day
Of those that bore fruit,
some were bitter
And they hurt my tummy
Of those that flowered
Some had thorns
And they pricked me
When I went near
I couldn’t keep those
And those exotic ones
That demanded more
More than I could give
It broke my heart
To let them go
But I did
And now as the sun sets
I sit resting my back
Against the trunk
Of the old oak tree
Basking in the shade
of all around me –
content and happy
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