In the quiet dawn of morning light,She rises, a beacon of gentle might,With dreams woven in her heart’s embrace,Each step she takes with endless grace.

Through storms and trials she perseveres,Her spirit undaunted by doubts or fears,In her eyes, stories of ages untold,A tapestry of wisdom, fierce and bold.

Her laughter rings like a summer’s breeze,Her kindness, a balm that puts hearts at ease,In her arms, the world feels secure,A haven of love, profound and pure.

As the sun sets, painting skies with gold,Her legacy, a tale forever told,In every woman, a universe unfurled,Carving paths, she transforms the world.