Roots Poem by Onyi Ogwumike

Think of me,
As that of a root.
As a spring of wondrous rolling water,
Wrought with a strong contentment.
That you may lay down,
And rest your head,
And wash from your eyes the weary Day.

As a root of your grand Willow,
That I will clutch down onto the ground
And when troubling winds should your soul,
I shall be as your anchor.

I have told you many a times,
And will continue to let it roll off my tongue
A soft whisper,
I just want you happy.