Oh dear one, how the world has shown its fangs to you

How it has dripped venom on the satin of your joy, how it has eroded away the sunshine of your pride

It has done its best to strike you down, to eat away at the color inside your soul

But you are radiant, like the light of the winter waters, you hold the warmth of a southern spring in your smile

Take the sword that lays in your heart, and draw it with grace and pride

For you are fighter that stands to the darkness around

You are the eighth wonder of the world, you are the reason for many’s happiness

You are dear soul, you are a wonderous soul

You are you