I'm sitting by her bedside
her heart slowing
her hands now laying quiet
(after so many days of unrest)
& oh! the peace on her face
She's bravely fought
day by day
with a body that felt no longer her own
Yet her smiles burst out
(even through tears)
& though frustrations came often
Courageous & Fearless
she'd make the struggle
Bruised though she may be
yet the victor still
For He is waiting in the wings
arms open wide
& giving us just one moment more
to love her on up to Jesus


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