She Fought The Good Fight
In the battle's blaze
She stood a warrior
Against the foe that threatens life's
Bright days.
In quiet strength
She faced the daunting foe
With courage burning her spirit
All aglow.
Not in the grandeur
Of a cosmic dance
But in the simple acts
Her fight advanced.
In the whispered prayers
Of those who care
In the silent moments
Hearts laid bare.
With every step
A testament to will
She fought with grace
Each moment still.
Not in the complexity
Of a winding path
But in the clarity of each
Steadfast gaze.
In the laughter shared
Amidst the tears in the embrace
That soothes erases
Fears.
With every breath she defied
Despair a beacon of hope
Amidst the wear
And tear.
Not in the intricacies
Of a tangled web
But in the steadfast rhythm
Of resilience and hope.
In the meals
Prepared with love and care
In the words spoken
Tender and rare.
With every touch
She spread warmth and light
A guiding star in the darkest
Night.
Not in the vast expanse
Of the unknown
But in the hearts of those who felt
Her presence.
In the memories cherished
Forever bright in the love
That conquers with all
Its might.
She fought the good fight
With courage true
And in her battle strength
Grew.
Not in dependency
But in empowerment's glow
She showed the world
How to rise
And grow.
