In the gentle whispers of night,
Daughters weave dreams with threads of stars,
Their laughter echoes in the moonlight,
Guiding hearts from near to far.
With eyes that hold the skies above,
They dance on winds of change and grace,
Bearing stories of timeless love,
In every step, a warm embrace.
Through storms they stand, unyielding, strong,
Guardians of hope in shadows deep,
Their courage sings a steadfast song,
Awakening souls from endless sleep.
In their hands, tomorrow’s light,
A beacon bright for all to see,
Daughters, the keepers of the night,
Crafting worlds where hearts run free.