She found what she needed
Might have lost what she wanted
Somewhere along the way
She had won the battle
And had the scars to show
What she had defeated
She was tickled pink and ecstatic over certain things
Which made the sadness
That came an uninvited visitor that she knew too well
There are two sides
To every story
Two ways of looking at things
There’s good and bad
This and that
Give and take
Beauty among the ashes
Grace in the chaos
And she knew
That all things
Would work out for good
If she just kept on believing
Like she had always done
Jeanna' Soul 