They see your smile, but not the miles
Of battles fought when your worries pile.
Your quiet strength, your hidden pain,
The storms you weather, time and again.

With each sunrise, you wear your mask,
Carrying on your unseen task.
Your prayers whispered into the air,
Your spirit burning with all you bare.

The world moves past, they cannot see
The warrior that you've come to be.
The tears you've shed, the doubts you've faced,
The countless times you've felt displaced.

But know this truth, I see you there,
Fighting battles that you can't share.
Your courage speaks in silent ways,
Through countless long and weary days.

So hold your head high, don’t let yourself fall,
There’s more strength in you than you recall. 
And though few know your battle's length,
I'm proud of you and your quiet strength.

©️Lizzie Bevis