I grew from your heart 
The stem is still growing 
Though you witnessed its start 
You never witnessed me knowing
 
You still hold the stem, we are not far apart 
I hold the bud that has blossomed, its beauty showing
My youth was spent there, but I’m no longer in the dark 
The stem you hold is the foundation to the woman still arriving. 
 
Your hands clasped tightly, the strength never departs
Your eyes gazing upon the flower, all you give it is your caring 
As I carry on into the new year, that will be my start
The foundation of this woman, a mother loving.