She's strong.

I catch my self staring at her, until she looks my way.  As I watch her I hope that I too, could be as strong as her someday.   Every time that she smiles, there's a pain deep in my chest.  I can't help but Wonder how could God do something like this?   

To be brave is to cry, but to still fight on.   She's precious, she's caring, she's strong.   She's the one to stand up and defend.   While locked in a battle to win.   She loves with everything that she's got.   She's Brave she's beautiful,  she's everything that I'm not.  She's a mother, a daughter, she's  a sister, a friend.   She's my niece and I love her, and she's never give in.   

So while evil forces take their toll.  With fleeting moments and cries unshown.  She's broken, she's shattered, she's scared.  Yet, she will show no weakness, she will show no fear.   

She's destined to fight this on her own.   She's determined, she's Brave, she's strong.   She'll never give up, she'll continue to fight till this battle she's won.  She'll never give in,  she's not that one. ..