We all are were provided by
At one point or another
A parent
Mom and dad
Or a relative
Or friend
Gave us something in return
Whether it was knowledge
Love
Support
Or all of the above and more
But me I had them
My parents
Both supporting me
All the way
Giving me all the hope
All the love
All the faith
And especially my dreams
Never have I needed
Or thought about money
Lost in my daydreams
Playing out in the grassy fields
With my head in the clouds
As long as we were happy and well
Now looking back
In my 12 year old shoes
Black and White
Exactly how I felt inside
I remember thinking
" They helped me so why can't I? "
There was a strong want
If I couldn't who would
Maturity blossomed
A bud that finally grew
I was now the provider