Bad Things, Good People

They say bad things, Happen to good people. They are right. She's a good person, One of the best. Even more amazing, Than all the rest. Yet it happened to her. She's fighting hard, Not willing to loose. Does she have a card, Up her sleeve for this? No one could, Because no one, Could be ready for this. No, not you, And no not me. It's not something, Anyone could have seen. I pray so hard, Asking others as well. Do I have to scream, Do I have to Yell? I will if that is what it takes, For her to be well. What can I do? I'll do ANYTHING If it means, She gets to spread her wings, And live freely once more. She inspires me, Keeping spirits high. And now all i can do, Is simply ask why. Why was she given, This horrible curse? I simply do not understand. dedicated to my aunt.