In the cradle of dawn, she whispers to the light,
Tiny fingers reaching for dreams in flight.
Her laughter dances on the morning breeze,
A melody of innocence, a gentle tease.
Through fields of wonder, she learns to soar,
Each question a key, unlocking more.
Her eyes, bright stars, seek stories untold,
A tapestry of wisdom, woven bold.
Seasons change, and she stands tall,
Embracing the world, answering its call.
Her heart, a compass, guides her way,
With courage in her soul, she greets each day.
Now, horizons stretch beneath her gaze,
A symphony of life in vibrant arrays.
She carries the echoes of childhood’s song,
A daughter grown, where dreams belong.