THE UNENDING GRACE

On sunny-scorchy days she play the cards as a villain. Upon a swerving tides will her bartered faith be tried, but, not to have the dew fast ride her awakening.

Sighs! Oh, life is a war, okay, but I am tough to wretch, those were her usual hope to feed the anxiety of her bereavement.

An orphan, Lillith was. Years of hit and falls, the pill was bitter to pass a throat, yet not of hers.

She loses her parents at a tender and grew as though her star will forever dim. Soon, a bliss of fortune; she met Steve in her twenties. And they married with a precious son.

Worthwhile, her bed of roses became prickling thorns. Her dreams faded to nothingness in a twinkle, her beloved had died in a gory accident.

 And she grumbled willing a chest of portion to avenge of her foe, death. But she remembered to rather fight for the living than death. After time pass she raised and nurtured her son, the purpose for her living and of hope to soothe her grief. Years later the handsome young man become a medical doctor and the best memory he foretold was "life taught me to soar even with my broken wings"