In the cradle of dawn, she rises with the sun,
A beacon of hope, where dreams have just begun.
Her laughter, a melody, pure and sweet,
Her steps, a rhythm, life’s dance on repeat.

Through fields of gold, she chases the breeze,
With eyes wide open, embracing life’s tease.
The world unfolds, a canvas so vast,
In her tender heart, memories are cast.

She learns to fly with wings made of trust,
In the arms of love, she finds what she must.
Her spirit, unbroken, shines ever bright,
In the darkest of nights, she’s her own light.

And as the years pass, she grows ever wise,
With the strength of the earth and the depth of the skies.
A daughter, a dreamer, a warrior so true,
In her, the future finds a brilliant hue.