In the gentle dawn of her early days,
She danced with dreams and sunlight rays.
Her laughter filled the morning air,
A little heart without a care.

Through fields of wonder, she would roam,
Weaving worlds she called her own.
Her eyes, like stars, would brightly gleam,
In every moment, a new dream.

As time unfurls its steady wing,
She learns the songs that life can sing.
With courage growing, step by step,
She finds her voice in paths she’s kept.

Now standing on the edge of skies,
With wisdom deep within her eyes.
A daughter’s journey, brave and true,
A story of becoming you.