In the footsteps of her hero
She walks now, head held high
Standing in the clouds,
A dream comes true,
One that almost passed her by
Not forgetting where she came from
Or the man who saved her life
She embraces all past darkness
And tears of happiness
Now are cried
Looking back on those days
Not wanting to wake up
She sees confirmation that
One must never give up
Through trials and tribulations
Suffering and pain
She has become that man
To another in her steps
And she is free again.
And that girl in her footsteps;
...She'll be a hero someday
* So, I wrote this with deep meaning-the story of why I'm here...still writing.
sometimes all it takes are a few words of encouragement to save someone's life.
I had included in my book, {which I wrote without intentions of....being around to see in publication, to put it bluntly},
that I only aimed to touch one person with my words, and be to someone else someday what someone was to me...and apparently...it happened.
I'm no good with opening up and writing long stories, so...you get the idea maybe. :]