Who is she? They asked.
She is She. I replied
What do you see in her? They quized
I smile and answer...
Once upon a time, I have heard her cry
Seen her tears of joy...of sadness
Felt her pains thru walls from afar
I have seen the roles,she has taken
for her family, all unselflishly
with little praises or gratitudies
I now see her confidence
where there was doubt
I see incrediable strenght
where there was fragility
I have witnessed hope and faith
where there was darkness
I have seen her scars mend
I have seen her rebuild her world
with her own hands
All these things I have watched in awe...
Who are you? They shout!
I whisper these words...
I am He.
He, who helped her to smile
He who made her laugh
when she thought not
He, who openned thoughts of
dreams in her slumber
He who believes that things
done for ourselves remain
in ourselves
But things done for others
live longer...
As I walked away from they
I asked...
Did you see these things I did?
