Strong Love

A love so strong,

Connected from birth,

Three children and their mother.

A love grows as they get older,

Never stopping,

Always blooming.

The mother shines,

As she watches them play.

A mother and kids,

A love so strong,

It's a never ending vine,

With flowers blooming each way.

A wither in the vine,

A flower dying,

A tragedy struck.

Love so strong,

They weep with tears.

The mother looks down,

From up above.

The love still shines,

But the vine no longer grows.

That one spot,

That one flower,

No longer growing.

Three growing flowers along the vine,

the love once so strong,

Beginning from birth,

Will live on within their hearts.