She Still Glows

I look into her beaming eyes and see pure delight. I gaze upon her soul and find a distressful sight. Her smile weathered from splintering pain , but she holds glorious ability, to sustain. She evinces the beauty that I wish to hold. She accepts the tragedies that I seem to loathe. I wonder how her smile still glows a radiant shine from her heart, it shows. I break with guilt and with the slightest pain , and realized how hard it is to stay completely sane. I awe at the strength that pours from her lips from them, I learn how to mend my soul when it rips. That agony that she had, it was meant to outlast. But it is now outshined by beauty that she has gained from the past.