Question

A original poem on brave hearts

Answer 1

She flies around the world,
She flies around the world,
With her wings spread wide,
She flies.
She is fearless,
So, I call her braveheart.
She is genuine,
Like a true braveheart.
She isn't afraid to wear labels,
But no label can fit her.
I wish I was strong willed,
I wish my laugh was just as hearty,
I wish I was like her.
I wish I was a braveheart,
But to stand in the mist of her greatness,
To stand in the glare of her shadow,
Is a blessing.
She is an example.
She is my cousin,
She is my teacher,
She is my mother, my sibling, and friend.
She is the woman that all women have within.
She is a BraveHeart

Answer 2

What's in the power?
What is below?
Frustrated,
maltreated,
victorious,
and on
and above
frustrating again,
the power
makes people
forget
To Who I Belong...?