She used to walk at the
every front of life with a bounce and a smile.
She walked ahead of me
and led the way, but I always was her Superman.
She used to start
laughing first and her laughter was the last to end.
She laughed harder than
me, but I always was her Superman.
She used to move with
passion and grace and marvel those that watched.
She was more elegant than
me, but I always was her Superman.
She used to make me know
that everything was o.k.
She found the light
quicker than me, but I always was her Superman.
She fights to move now
and to smile and to hold and to live…
And I fight to find
Superman.
