And if you think this will destroy me, I'm here to say you're wrong.
Theres too much for me to let something tear me apart.
And if I back up it will only be to get a running start.
I might stumble and I may just fall, but I'll get back up.
I may take a break to catch my breath but I won't give up.
I will ride out the storm, soar above the wind, surf the waves, fight fire with fire, and when the smoke clears I will be rising out of the ashes, head held high giving you a one fingered salute.
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THAT IS MY GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so proud of you. And you are right! You come from a long line of fighters. You are a survivor! When it is all said and done, you will not only be the one standing but you will be flying high!!!!!! Not only will you survive but you will use the winds of adversity to soar higher and higher! Remember the eagle my precious darling! Remember that God can take that which was meant to be harm to you and use it for your Good! I am so excited about your future and all the wonderful things that it holds!This poem is a beautiful expression of your strong , beautiful spirit! May the Lord bless you and keep you, my little Phoenix! I love you eternally and unconditionally, Mama
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