Shatika Marie, in gardens bright, A seed of hope she plants by night. With dreams of future, bride to be, In God's hands rests her destiny. Flourishing through the seasons' dance, Each moment crafted by a chance. Becoming more with each new day, A life once planted finds its way. Flourished blooms the heart inside, In love's embrace, life's gentle guide. Her future shines with promise wide, A radiant, blossoming, future bride.