365:290:99 She loves so bigSees the good in everyoneA million chancesA million sunsHer grass is green everyday She waters it, come what mayHer viridity causes her so much pain During the showers and frozen rain. She is awakeNo longer slaggingReturning from griefAnd all the naggingA piece of her heartHas been freedA choice to leaveResponsibilitiesHer Conscience …