In the Garden of Her Winter (tribute to my heroes; single moms)

In the garden of her winter, hope lies just beneath

the hard earth of heart, which steadily bequeaths

a single green petal, fragile, seemingly alone

yet strength to rival atlas, pushing past rock and stone

this single bud unnoticed in a garden of plenty

nature's grand treasure, nourishing many

winds of might assail, crushing many blooms

rains of heaven pour, sparking the gardens doom

cycle of life renews, clouds slip into sleep

this tender flower stands, wonder of roots deep

endless the stream of birds and creatures small

feeding and continuing kiss of life for all

her scent permeates far beyond her view

the wind embraces and carries her seed to imbue

she will never know the life her giving gives

another garden blooms, through her, many live

seeking not her own, no need of accolades

wild flowers fill our eyes, her beauty never fades

in the garden of her winter, life renews

blessed we are, to thrive with you