my love,
your strength is blinding,
your courage, shining
how did you survive
all the fighting and
all the crying?

you did stop
and think “it’s wrong”,
yet you carried on?
knew you had to be strong
and be there for mom
because she was always alone

here you are today,
going your own way
and seizing the day.
waiting for someone to say,
“now i’m here to stay
because you’re worth it, babe”