Growing Seed

I was blessed

Being born 

The wreath of my mother 

powerful

Waking up knowing my mother

A warrior 

Fighting through battles of hardships

Ones unknown

Showing me the way

To my confidence 

My strength

To show

Kindness and courage

The seed growing

Finding the path to excellence

In the palm of thy hands

The confidence

Increasing

My Heart racing

The smile She gives knowing

I am a child of Her Creation

The day I set forth on earth

I was taught to be me 

Strong

Independent 

Unique 

Have the strength of a bull 

Sweet as candy

A leader

One who would put her face forward

Never discriminate 

Or discourage 

A girl knowing she’s equal to men

I put my fists to the test

Jabbing

Kicking at the bag

As if they were my insecurities 

That bring me down

Without my mother

I would’ve never learned 

Never to backdown

Never to double guess

But to do my best 

To show the world what I will become