She was hand-picked with loving care
By hearts so full, by folks so fair
The Welches raised her old-school sweet
Matched her cake to the dress on her birthday treat
They gave her roots, they gave her wings
In a house full of laughter and simple things
No blood was shared, but love ran deep
In every story they'd softly keep
She walks with the strength of two lines entwined
One she was born to, one by design
Her spirit fierce, her heart won’t sway
She holds both names in her own way
She never forgets where she came from
The Welch love strong, the Eastman drum
She walks with pride, with legacy
Her name is her story—her soul runs free
Somewhere else, a mother cried
A father stayed and stood by her side
They had more kids, but never let
The firstborn girl be one they’d forget
And through the years, across the miles
She searched through silence, tears, and trials
'Til one day faces matched the flame
And she reclaimed her birthright name
She walks with the strength of two lines entwined
One she was born to, one by design
Her spirit fierce, her heart won’t sway
She holds both names in her own way
She never forgets where she came from
The Welch love strong, the Eastman drum
She walks with pride, with legacy
Her name is her story—her soul runs free
She feels the pull of sacred ground
In every leaf and whispered sound
The beat of earth beneath her feet
The truth she sought now feels complete
She walks with honor, deep and wide
With ancestors walking at her side
She walks with the strength of two lines entwined
One she was born to, one by design
Her story stitched in love and flame
Welch by nurture, Eastman by name
She never forgets where she came from
The roots, the journey, where she’s from
She walks with pride, with legacy
Her name is her story—her soul runs free
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Her love’s a light that never fades
Carried through every choice she’s made endlessly—
She is more than blood… she is destiny
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