LIFE
Memories linger, like shadows on her wall,
A tapestry woven, with threads of trials, falls, and all,
She recalls the pain, the heartache, and the strife,
But in it she finds a glimmer of life.
For every scar, a story, a lesson learned,
A testament to her strength, heart yearned,
To rise above, to persevere, to thrive,
Tears fell, but they're not just of sorrow,
But also of triumph, of a life borrowed,
From the depths of darkness, she emerged, she grew,
And in her memories, her true self is shown.
"How time flies," she says, with a gentle, knowing smile,
Her eyes, a reflection, of a life worth one's while
A reminder of her strength, a heart that won't subside.
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