You didn’t wait for the first green shoot
to peek out of the fertile ground,
see the first tiny leaf unfurl.
You didn’t weed the bed
season after season,
getting dirt under your nails.
You didn’t take the trouble
staking the stem when it started to lean off to one side.
you stand at the gate
gazing at the lovely blooms
presuming to take
all the credit.
Why did you bother becoming a father,
planting the seed
but not tending the garden?
Ann is a poet and a children’s author who lives in NJ. She’s an educator, volunteer, mom to three teenagers, and life-long learner. You can find out more about her on her website at www.annmagee.net.