Rising Voice, Sunshine Reclaimed

She carried more than most could see,

took extra work, wore bravery,

counted dollars late at night

and told the world that she was “alright.”

The days were long, the strain was real,

yet she kept turning every wheel,

believing if she pushed enough

the road ahead would not be rough.

Then something broke what once felt safe,

a moment cruel, a stolen place,

where “Sunshine” once had seemed so bright

became a shadow in her sight.

For a while the world felt small,

like hope had nowhere left to fall,

until one quiet step was made,

to sit, to talk, to ask for aid.

With gentle guidance, line by line,

she let the hidden pain unwind,

first through songs she dared to write,

words escaping into light.

Songs became the poems that she shared,

honest thoughts she once had feared,

and strangers reading felt the flame

of strength that quietly bore her name.

Twice her voice was called to stand,

twice they placed the prize in hand,

then once again the highest claim,

a wider world that spoke her name.

And “Sunshine” found a different place,

no longer tied to hurt or space,

but rising now in golden streams

across the pages of her dreams.

For more than trophies, more than art,

was what had shifted in her heart

The proof that even after pain

A soul can rise and shine again.

Now pathways open, calm and wide,

with peace beginning at her side,

for talent, courage, time, and grace

have helped her find a stronger place.