In the quiet dawn, she rises anew,
A gentle force, like morning dew.
Her eyes hold stories untold,
A tapestry of courage, woven bold.

With every step, she carves her way,
Through shadows and light, come what may.
Her laughter, a melody, soft and clear,
A symphony of hope, silencing fear.

Her hands, a cradle of warmth and care,
Building dreams from fragments of air.
She dances through storms with fearless grace,
A testament to time, an ageless embrace.

In her heart, a universe of dreams,
A world where love eternally gleams.
Amazing woman, a guiding star,
In her presence, we find who we are.