Acceptance

Will they accept me?

A sunny morning 

I entered the room 

Looked at the beaming faces. 

Happy to see me, 

They greeted with glee,

For they were waiting for me. 

Loving and caring 

Yet firm in my approach, solving their quest genuinely. With words apart 

I entered their hearts 

For my love, they yearned, for the respect I earned.

Now I was rooted firmly,

Death with them sternly, yet lovingly,

Learned the Mantra

Of winning. 

Tough in instilling, but 

All were shining. 

Now the fear of accepting 

Wasn't waxing, it was waning.