Gardener

i sowed a seed ,long time ago,

soil was not healthy ,seemed hard to grow,

if i would looked around,climate was against,

some time windy or hot,some time heavy rains ,

water was no near ,had to bring it from far,

i was weak but not as,that could loose the war,

i sheltered it with my body ,and watered it with tears,

fertilized with my blood and ,defeated all the fears ,

i bear all the storms ,on my weak heart ,

burnt myself in the sun ,and protected it from hot,

i was happy to see, which my efforts brought,

as i melted slowly, and my plant grew so fast,

i was sick i was tired ,but could feel now free ,

it did not need me any more,as it turned into a tree,

i was hoping i can sit ,under its shade for a while ,

but life brought to me ,another painful trail ,

i was pushed away, from my dearest tree ,

by some strangers ,and it also seemed agree ,

it was ok could not sit ,under its cool shade ,

many others will take peace ,that feeling was great,

as gardener i was done ,with all my duties,

my work was growing life ,without expecting some for me.