Reflection

she walks with her head held high, the small hand in hers right by her side
she walks slow so she can see each step ... she shows her smile her true beauty ..
her strength she teaches .. her knowledge she shares .. and as years go by the beauty is reflected in the eyes of her child ..
who now walks with her head held high for years she followed her slow steps and now she grows to teach her own ..
but as time passes we all age .. and after battle after battle and step after step she holds the hand of her teacher sat beside her bed ....
as a tear flows and drops to the floor she thanks her for each slow step and the gift of her life spent .. for ever she will hold her head high and remember the women who taught her and forever reflects and lives within her eyes.