The Essence of Valor
By Molly Jacobs
Her hand made for giving
To anyone in need.
Her feet born for running
Towards the next good deed.
Her eyes formed so deeply
To contain any hurting soul.
Her hair wrapped the world around
Weaving the darkness into gold.
Her mouth built for declaring her love
For the creator of the moon, sun, and stars.
Her mind sculpted to respect, and accept
People for who they are.
Her heart set to stop last week
Her liver designed to fail.
She was created just for me
And her last words “Shma Yisrael!”