(Only in English language)

My strength didn’t come

from lifting weights.

My strength came from

lifting my self up every time

I was knocked down…

Everytime I was knocked down

I take my fragile wings and flutter with

them so that I am lifted up and every

time I get a little stronger and colorful.

I, a fragile butterfly with a color spell

like a flower of the Orchid familiy

can fight to be a strong

tiger within myself …

…still I rise…

-Orkidedatter-