Charlene

If the times I was hateful outweighed the ones I was grateful,

I apologize,

That in the midst of being a teen,

I didn’t recognize your love for what it was

And that the wedge between us was the wall I put up,

Forgive me for ignoring your every plea,

You were just trying to protect your little girl from self-destruction

caused by me,

I’m sorry that it took me until the age of nineteen for me to know

that you would always be here for me,

I regret not making my thank you’s as kind as can be,

And for ever saying words that came off as malicious or mean,

If some day in the distant future you question the clearness of my love,

Go back to this poem that I've written so you can see

My ode to greatest mother alive,

Charlene.