I'm a fighter by my trade
a bed of pain you will be laid
my referee has made the call
this fight won't bother me at all
I crick my my neck

Who are you to not be afraid of me?
If I were you I would be
seen some fights more than a few
My gloves are laced and ready
my hands at side are steady
as sweat drips past my brow

Who are you do not know my strength?
I'll kick that feeling
break that ceiling
I am unstoppable

You can make me sick
you can make me cry
keep me guessing
and wondering why
I might give you a little sigh
as I hear them calling

I'll punch you back
knock you out
change my gear
of fear and doubt
I know it'll be alright

My gloves are tightened
my eyes are brightened
footsteps lightened
you don't stand a chance

Better you stay down
then go another round
I'm a fighter
I overcome
this battle has been won
I'm ready

two hits from me
the stars you'll see
me hitting you
you hitting the ground
that will be the only sound
and I am unfraid

you might try and you will fail
I'll take the wind out of your sails
Drop you like a bad habit

I'm a fighter so you know
you'll go down when toe to toe
I can take you with one blow
with the other hand tied behind my back

I'm a fighter
step in this ring
On count when that bell sings
your no match for hands my of steel
I am a fighter
soon you'll feel
the pounding of my fists

Stay down don't get up
My fists held tight against deaths cup
A fighter I was made
a fighter my Father's trade
he's in my corner

I ain't no dope
your pushed back on the ropes
you hit below the belt
I barely even felt
the sting

Step inside this ring
I'm a fighter
an out boxer
step in...or step off.

Cherie Nolan © 2016

Its good to be young,
In love with lifes possibilities.

Its a wild feeling,
Falling madly into your depth.

Its good to be fearless,
Unfraid in all the best ways.

Its an unending rush,
Wandering our way through tentative touches.

Remember when we were wild and free with
those many dreams to chase..
So unfraid and so untamed
Ready to take over what comes through life?

But then you arrived…
with your small hands curling in ours…
With soft breaths and whispers
Your tiny little hands and feets..
Soft touches and snifles…
You looked at us like we were your everything
And at that moment may be we knew..
Love was no longer just about us!

So, Since then
We learnt the quiet language of sacrifice
exchanging our untamed dreams
for dreams of your better tomorrow..
Exchanging our late night laughters
for those lullabies of yours…
trading our outside lives once for all
for the inside rhythms of home…

We softened…
We stayed quiet even when our temperatures flared..
We learnt to let go of things..
Of things that once bothered us so much…
We let go of battles that once defined us
No,  not because we stopped feeling
but because
you were always watching!

Between our silences,
We built something enduring
It is may be not that of a perfect world..
But in this world,
We learnt to let go few pieces of ourselves
So that you’d never have to carry that weight;
Weight of our unmet desires…
And
We learnt not to lose ourselves
but to make room for you!

And may be one day when you are grown,
You’ll just get it..
That sometimes love is not just about winning..
Love is always not reckless, not wild..
But rather very difficult…
Thats why even when we are struggling
We choose to stay again and again!
Because when we look at you…
We see the reason
We make room for love in a different way!