Roots in the Ground

A tree so sturdy that it won’t fall down.

A family so supportive that I can’t be bound,

Bound to the rules, expectations, or the ground.

A sky, brilliant blue, that I yearn to reach,

A world, intricately vast, that longs to teach,

And my family, flexible as the wind,

So I may hope to never be pinned.

A brother bounded by the chains of death,

Who constantly fights to gather his breath,

Yet continues to smile and savor life,

Without a care of the bitter rife.

An encouraging push to adventure the unknown,

And experience new knowledge about the ancient bones,

And forever know, I am not alone.

The leaves that shield me enough to strive,

Toward the radiant light of the sun in the sky, 

Like a plant with water, sun, and earth, I will thrive.