Through Grace, By Faith

So this is the story...

Through grace...by faith

Of your own mate,

Each day began,

A new fight,

She cried, she ran,

A fight that lost no bright,

Why? How?

The one above and the one within,

Lived more stronger in her,

"HE and IT"

Increased her life with the decreasing days she had

Her prayers reached him

And her will reached within

A new fire, a new desire

To live again

To fight back,

She prayed and it got well...?

No, it got worsened maybe,

Because he made her strong,

And made all the negatives go wrong!

Today...still fighting

Even crying

Smiling and cheering

Her own own own self

The strong power, in and the one above the tower

"How do you get it every morning?"

"He showers"

"How do you keep it up all day long?"

"With my believes strong"

With every pill for the ill,

There is a source making you still

And your inner voice more louder,

And your self more prouder!

For you did

And you are doing!