Grace is her guide.

Through struggles and tribulations, she finds her way, With grace as her compass, she never goes astray. Like a delicate flower, she blooms amidst the storm, Her petals unfurling, each scar a story to perform.

Her path is adorned with thorns and stones, Yet she treads with courage, refusing to be overthrown. In the face of uncertainty, she wears a serene smile, For within her lies a strength that shows angels wings.