By: Rosa Malinche
My ancestors are the trunk of the tree
My grandparents watered the tree
and preserved the beautiful growth of life that the tree gave
With that leaves grew
an abundance of fresh green leaves, lushful
it protected the caretakers from rain, cold and heat.
They lived in peace and created air
Many different colors of flowers and fruits ascended from the tree
It became a culture of love, life happiness, safety, stability, food
it was enough for the world to shine on.
It gave the world fresh air
giving it life everyday
It will never die
and when I pass away
it will still grow.