My Plants

If there's one thing I own

That's solely my own

It's these thoughts I've watered and grown

In my most content home

The questions are planted

The answers still yet to be granted

But with love they are watered

Never to be slaughtered

Life's lessons are their sun

My tears their water

The experiences their fun

My love, their shelter

For without such combination

There'd be limitations

Unbalance creates drowning from saturation

It would be the root of frustration

So I dear do say

That with each day

I give my thoughts new hay

And water them profusely as needed per tray 

And in time my plants will grow

If I care enough to sew

Perhaps one day I'll know 

The answers that for now are unknown