A woman who had taught me to survive, was stubborn and loving
She fought off two terminal diagnoses, when cancer had no cure
I had cancer, twice, and nearly died from a broken neck and more
But unlike her, I stared blankly, as death came, rushing, rushing
I had to learn to endure, to be willing to survive down to my core
And I found that in her example, so in memory and celebration
I will dance, without fear, with no shyness, in final exultation
For you found me my little lady, stubborn, determined mother
