To my parents

I wish you could see me

See my good heart

The love overflowing for you

Not the stories we have told and retold

Not the way I may have hurt you 

In my reckless youth 

Not the ways I stir up

Within you 

feelings past

Not the judgements that you carry 

Of yourself 

But me

My heart

Breaking open to hold you

To accept you

And the intense need 

To also accept 

Myself