BROKEN ROSE

She found her strength in weakness
She learned to listen to her own heart
She embraced her pain and sorrow
To understand her broken parts
Her eyes were filled with mercy
She just wanted to understand
Now she runs in the wind
Draws lines in the sand
She holds no animosity
She learned to let go
Now she dances in the rain
Makes angels in the snow
She wears flowers in her hair
Smiles, on her face
She learned to fight her battles
With a tenderness and grace
She picked up the broken pieces
She learned to go on
Instead of being angry, bitter
She learned to be strong
Like the fragrance of a broken rose
She chose to rise above
She found her strength, her grace, her beauty 
​​​​​​When she learned to walk in love