Her truth.

Let her walk her truth.
Allow her to manage it her way.
As much as I can inform her,
I need to remember she has her say.
We are alike, but different people,
And she’s not averse to being blunt.
She will take the startled deer down, unflinching,
Like a lioness on the hunt.
I would walk a different path,
Avoiding any pain,
But I might have to fight the same old battle,
Again and then again.
I will continue to advise,
And warn of consequences,
But allow her to heed her heart,
And to be aware of her own senses.