She had Come Home

Flowers bloomed into the florescent plant they were always meant to be,
The leaves rustled as the wind got stronger,
Rain began to fall and paraded over the green life,
Soil moistened and roots started to grow further to the core,
It wasn’t a storm, someone was waiting here for us,
It was Mother,
She let the waterfalls stream,
She let the seeds sprout,
She let the flowers bloom,
She let the roots grow,
Her presents were obvious now,
She had come home.