I am the sweetness of honey from the bee
I am the fragrance from the magnolia tree
I am the soil beneath your feet lending
The strength upon which you are depending
I am the heart that loves passionately
I am the ear the listening compassionately
I am the hand of diligence tending fields
As days darken and blister…I am your shield
4/8/08
Theresa Ann Moore
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-171/
