growth is a process,
a slowly setting lingering process,
'growing up' is something i have always feared,
looking back and missing my youthful years,
only to be confronted by the struggles of adulthood,
wanting to stay inside my mother's embrace,
but growth is a process that always takes place.

i know i tell you i love you everyday,
but that doesn't even come close to what i'm trying to say,
you are my idol,
your strength and wisdom is mountainous,
you are beautiful,
your smile is marvelous,
you understand me when no else does,
you never turn your back on me even when the world does,
you keep me above the water though i almost sink in despair,
you taught me the love of god when my soul was bare,
my mother is a queen,
her head never bowed,
if you meet her eyes,
you might just cowl,
but if you look closer and try to see what I see,
love is plentiful for all not just me,
so mother this is one of my many poems to you,
i will write about you forever,
for you are my star.

let these words speak to your heart,
your soul,
your mind,
to you,
i may not be what you envision,
i may not be your marilyn monroe,
i may not be your eva longoria,
but i'm as sharp as the thorn on a rose,
i rose from your uncertainty,
faster than you thought,
i'll let you know i'm not perfect,
i'm perfectly imperfectly,
i'm the definition of imperfect,
but that's not what will show,
my grace,
my smile,
my eyes,
my style,
maya angelou said it best,
but i'm the perfect woman for you.