A gentle hand
A kind face
She cared for others like they were own
The magician they called her
Being able to make everyone's fears and pain
Disappear for good
Magic, they said it was
But in truth
She was no different than the common folk
She had no magic
No gifted ability
Just knew how to help others
Trying to brighten their day up
Even if it was something as simple as a smile
A small action
That could mean the world to someone
She knew this too well
And vowed to herself
To not let the past repeat itself
Though the days could be rough
She held herself together
To help others that needed it
Because that was what drove her
To get up in the morning
And know that happiness
I was still out there somewhere
Even if she was meant to find it alone