Poem to SecretKarmaSerenade

I cry for myself, how selfish of me
I cry for a friend in pain and agony.
There is no one as sweet, and as kind
As SecretKarmaSerenade, a grand friend of mine.

She’s witty, she’s strong, she’s been brave all along.
She’s an animal lover, a peace keeper, a friend from the start,
She’s got a heart of gold, so cherished and thoughtful,
I don’t know how she remains so powerful.

Death Note is her obsession, a drawing or 5,
Part of her world that she revolves around, that keeps her alive.
More importantly though, is the friends that she has,
gives her the strength as she glances at the past.

I don’t know how she does it, how she fools the doctors,
But that is why, we have so much respect and we love her.
She brings everyone up when she is down, how thoughtful,
and still it is us now that are tearful.

Wounded intentionally as paralyzed she was,
I don’t know how she can be so robust!
Drawing again will be your friend,
Watching we are, to see you on here again.

Share with us sister, let us pray for your pain,
Don’t feel afraid to confide in us again.
You, I know, can make it through,
Trust your heart, we believe in you.