In the quiet whispers of dawn she rises,
A beacon of hope in the world’s vast seas,
Her presence a testament to sacrifices,
Carving out paths through life’s complexities.

She wears her strength like a cloak of pride,
In boardrooms, homes, and fields she stands,
With every step, she turns the tide,
Crafting futures with gentle hands.

Through trials and triumphs, she perseveres,
A warrior with grace, a nurturer with might,
Her heart a vessel of hopes and fears,
Illuminating the darkest night.

In every role she takes, she shines,
A pillar of love, a fountain of wisdom,
Society flourishes in her lines,
Her legacy, a beautiful kingdom.