Best Friend

 No more
putting yourself down.

No more
greeting yourself with a frown. 

'You are beautiful!' 
I say.

'How graceful 
you navigate each day.'

I know you still carry
much pain, my Dear.

But how bravely
you face your every fear. 

You play, you explore,
you adventurous Girl! 

The world is your dance floor,
you spin and you twirl.

You turn every challenge
into your gain.

No holding back,
you dance in the rain!

And one day, you'll see
that in the end

 you have been 
your own best friend. 

Knowing Myself

Holding myself 
through all kinds of weather,

carrying myself

when alone or together,

Taking up space,

speaking my mind, 
growing in confidence
while being kind,

 

Knowing myself,
becoming bold,
letting my life,
my story unfold.

 

Remembering

 

Who is she,

the woman I am becoming?

Is she the scared child
who climbs a high tree to escape and feel safe? 

Is she the fearful girl
with downcast eyes who asks permission?

Is she the young maiden
who seeks to please to hold the peace?

 

Or has she finally remembered?

 

Has she remembered
that she has always been safe?

Has she remembered
that she needs no one's approval, but her own?

Has she remembered that she 
is free to express, to dance, to play, to simply be?

 

Yes, she is me.
Remembering.
And she is free.