I went out with Mother Earth.
She gave me a lot of gifts:
The blue sky and white clouds,
The sound of birds in the trees,
Flowers blooming in a garden,
“My little daughter,
Do you see those weeds in the garden?
What do you think the weeds teach you in the garden of life?”
I thought for a while,
And then, I said:
“Dear Mom, like these weeds,
My friends and I are growing up and supporting one another.”
Mother Earth didn’t say anything;
She just smiled and rubbed my head.
– An An