Learn to love the soul you hold,
A heart of fire, brave and bold.
You’re not defeated, nor left behind,
Just waiting to bloom in your own time.
Let your spirit softly gleam,
Glow with truth, and chase your dream.
Fill your cup with hope, not wine,
Taste the stars , they too can shine.
Don’t let others dim your grace,
Or carve the sorrow on your face.
Rise and sing , your victory’s near,
You’ve conquered doubt, you’ve faced your fear.
You are rare, a gift, a flame,
No cruel word can bring you shame.
Hold your head high, stand tall, stand free,
And love yourself , just let it be.
For when your heart believes it’s true,
There’s nothing this world can’t give to you.
In loving you, your soul will see,
You’ve always been who you’re meant to be.
MARYANN BOSAH 