Planted

[Planted]

Planted in the richest loam by sympathetic hands,

The gardener will care without a doubt.

Although I haven't seen the sun I love him anyway;

The darkness only lasts until you sprout.

The sun receives me graciously, bestowing warmth and light,

He nourishes me daily without fail.

Until my roots extend and I am grown enough in height

The gardener will keep me in his pail.

Fragrant blooms adorn my limbs,

The sun and I are closer now.

The gardener plucks noble fruit

From all my heavy laden boughs.

Now I stand amongst my children

Giving shade to living things.

Here I'll stay for decades more

Accumulating rings.