A radiant spark in every stride,

With a fighting fire as a guide.

Through every storm and jagged line,

The spirit learns to deeper shine.

We rise from dust, we heal from pain,

To bloom beneath the harshest rain.

Through good and bad, we still stand strong,

No matter what, we do belong.

Her voice rings out courageous and sincere,

For she has learned the will to persevere.

To lift ourselves, to bravely grow,

And let the world behold our glow.