A poem especially for all who battle breast cancer: may we fight the good fight and win like girls with swords.
I once was a girl who could look fear in the eye and cut through its power with the tip of my sword I once was a lark who could sing away sadness the moment the mournful dove knocked at my door I once was an eagle magnificent and wise who could fly above trouble who could pick apart lies will I ever see that girl again will I ever win this battle set before me now when suddenly I don't know how oh, let the wings of the eagle lift me up high let the song of the lark lift my heart to the sky let the girl with the sword fight this battle in me let me win, let me win! let me finally be free
