What would it take

For me to say, 'I love you

And I will accept you as is.'


How difficult would it be

To honor the woman you are,

The child seldom recognized.


Is it possible to forgive you

For being nothing more than human,

Regardless of what other's think.


Must you be perfect all the time,

Or can I allow you to make mistakes

Knowing you are lovable anyway.


Can I stop making you feel guilty

For things you had no control of

As an innocent, unknowing girl.


How will I love you today,

Give you verbal hugs

And unconditional acceptance.


When will I reach deep inside

To embrace the grown woman

I have become in spite of myself.