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Unearthed

December 25, 2013
By Kiahara Ruiz BRONZE, Boston, Massachusetts
Kiahara Ruiz BRONZE, Boston, Massachusetts
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A flower springs to life to feel the sun
Of life that flower came to exist with pure purpose
Yet under harsh circumstances, that flower grew.
A flower that took much time to develop strongly

I am that unearthed flower.
I was born to two parents who had no care in raising a baby
Their bigger interests far more complex and evil to comprehend
No care in being a parental figure, they soared away like birds

The two birds abused the flower,
picking at the petals and sucking it dry of it's nectar
With the intention of draining the flower of it's beauty
the flower had a hard time breathing in fresh air

Until a woman stumbled upon the flower
She looked at it, and though she was standing in a field of perfect flowers
she picked up the damaged flower and carried it home with her,
nurturing it, and soon the flower was in good condition

My grandmother was that woman,
She saved me from a life that I could have lived
And taught me how to breath fresh air
and feel love, such strong love

Now, you see, a mother is someone who raises you
a mother is someone who loves you
a mother is someone who protects you
And my mother just so happens to be my grandmother

She raised me with morals and loved me like a mother would,
she is the reason I am standing strong.
She is the reason that I am beautiful,
she is the reason I have a future.

And that woman that I get to call my mother has raised her family well
We all have a bright future thanks to her and I love her so
Forever will I owe this beautiful woman my life
And as a mere bit of repayment for what she has done, I will bring pride to her.



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