For Darby
She fought so hard
each day a battle.
So much pain
in such a short life.
No longer
such a struggle.
Safe in the arms
of her sweet, sweet Saviour.
Eternally resting
no more pain
no more tears.
Safe in the arms
of her sweet, sweet Saviour
Such a brave soul
fighting
day in and day out,
struggling to survive.
Her fight is over,
and now it's our fight.
Fight to honor her memory;
to help those that are
as sick as she was.
The days ahead
won't be easy, but
we will be:
Safe in the arms
of our sweet, sweet Saviour.
Honoring her memory
by loving all
who suffer
just as much as she.