Light in the Shadow: My Mother's Battle

My mother was like a radiant sun,  
Illuminating each day with her presence,  
Her face glowed, full of life,  
Her smile lit up our existence.

She was a fountain of joy and love,  
Filling our hearts with infinite happiness,  
A dove of grace and peace,  
Singing with tenderness and harmony.

She was a flower, a symbol of beauty,  
Blooming in every season, every moment,  
A rainbow of colors and light,  
Shining with every smile, every instant.

But one day, darkness invaded the sky,  
Giving way to a cold, dark night,  
A cruel illness invaded her,  
Taking away her light, her joy of living.

Cancer, that relentless monster,  
Devouring her flesh, gnawing her bones,  
Changing her essence, her personality,  
Leaving behind sadness and chaos.

She suffered, she cried,  
We prayed, fought by her side,  
She faltered, almost left us,  
But she found within herself the strength to fight.

An intrepid warrior, she never gave in,  
Facing the beast with courage and pride,  
She conquered the darkness, found the light again,  
Returning from the shadows, stronger, whole.

A miracle of faith and hope, she is,  
Defying the odds, with grace and kindness,  
A survivor of love, of life,  
Triumphing over darkness, against all odds.

She healed, she smiled,  
Thanked, blessed each day,  
She lived, she loved,  
Rising from her ashes, forever.