[Verse 1]
She keeps her garden neat, her feelings tucked below,
A mind that maps the chaos so the calm can show,
She reads the room before she speaks, feels every shift,
The weight she carries quietly becomes her gift,
There's something ancient in the way she holds the line,
Still waters running deeper than the surface shine

[PreChorus]
She's built herself from storms she never named aloud,
A quiet kind of steady, standing tall beneath the cloud

[Chorus]
Margaret, the earth remembers how you grew,
Through every crack and season, still entirely you,
The moon and all its tides have always known your name,
You are not what broke you — you're what came from the flame

[Verse 2]
She loves like something rooted, slow and sure and deep,
The kind of devotion that she guards in sleep,
She'll give before you ask her, feel before you speak,
But all or nothing living means the highs are steep,
She's longed for safe harbor in a soul she could trust,
Someone who stays when loving gets more real than just

[PreChorus]
She's learned that worth was never something earned through proof,
It lives inside the marrow, it belongs to her by truth

[Chorus]
Margaret, the earth remembers how you grew,
Through every crack and season, still entirely you,
The moon and all its tides have always known your name,
You are not what broke you — you're what came from the flame

[Verse 3]
She's chased the wider horizon, hungry for the why,
A seeker built for questions underneath an open sky,
Her mind cuts through the surface to the bone of things,
She speaks with quiet thunder and the clarity it brings,
She's broken old foundations just to build them right,
And carried what felt heavy straight into the light

[PreChorus]
The world she came to serve was always wider than her fear,
And everything she's walked through has been steering her right here

[Chorus]
Margaret, the earth remembers how you grew,
Through every crack and season, still entirely you,
The moon and all its tides have always known your name,
You are not what broke you — you're what came from the flame

[Bridge]
She doesn't need to prove herself to claim her place,
The cosmos carved her carefully with time and grace,
Every wound became the wisdom, every wall a door,
She was always whole — she's just more sure than before

[Outro]
The stars that wrote her story haven't finished yet,
She's every brave and tender thing she'll never let herself forget,
Margaret, the earth remembers — and so does the sky