Still Smiling

It's hard for her  
to lift her foot,  
hard for her  
to climb the stairs.  
 
It's hard for her  
to hear my words,  
hard for her  
to understand.  
 
It's hard for her  
to use a spoon,  
hard for her  
to make her tea.  
 
It's hard for her  
to lose the freedom,  
to ask for help.  
 
But to see the sparkle  
in her eyes,  
to feel the love  
in her smile.  
 
It's so easy for her,  
to make me smile.