Do you see her?
A quiet smile, steady and calm,
like sunlight on glass.
warm—
but with shadows beneath.

Do you see her?
How she takes a deep breath,
pulls her coat tight,
Steps out into the cold,
where the world awaits.

Do you really see her?
The gentle glow she carries,
even when darkness lingers,
how she offers light,
without asking for it back.

Do you séé her?
The parts she keeps hidden .
Not broken, just quiet,
waiting for the right moment—
to speak.

So, do you see her?
All of her?