Though fragile, so strong a will
Of iron does she have.
Limping and wounded
Oft she takes position in the fight.
Renounces never to the race she runs
Even though no horizon is set before her eyes.
Dares to walk beyond the edge
And see what others never dream to think.
Nonetheless, this strength comes from a higher Source,
Almighty is the One that holds her life,
Making her more than a conqueror,
A masterpiece of God.
Though enduring hardship, she smiles
Enjoying life and longing for the prize:
Indeed a fighter she will be as long as time exists.
© Sabina Rosca
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