She is Her

Curly hair, black eyes

Chubby cheeks & toothy smiles Aura glimmering brighter than candle

Sharing stories better than scandal

Made of stone, heart of gold

Standing bold in freezing cold

Lived alone, yet so happy

Still courageous when life's crappy

Voice scratchy, full of pain

Bright clothes turning plain

Body decaying from inside out

Silent dreams, not a shout

Tears shining brighter than light

Losing battle to her body’s fight

She endured it all with silence

Leaving behind hearts full with violence

She lives in our souls

Passing on all her goals

She is her, she lives in me

She is freedom & she is my dream…….

“Hope Has A Pulse has a soul — and it’s hers.”

Happy Birthday.

-V