Her body slowly wilting before my eye

I can’t help but cry.

I silently pray,

for her strong will to live.

I shouldn’t be swayed,

She needed my strength.

Even me to myself i felt so weak

still I have to be strong for her to believe.

In this battle she’s not alone.

I grabbed her hand and gently squeeze.

I am here my dear,

Let me be with you in this fight.

-Angelica Mabubay