In the gentle dawn’s embrace they rise,
With laughter that dances in the morning light,
Daughters, the whispers of the world’s promise,
Carving paths where hope takes flight.

Through fields of golden dreams they wander,
Their eyes reflecting skies of endless blue,
Carrying within them the stories of yonder,
Of stars that guide and dreams that renew.

Hands that nurture, hearts that inspire,
In their steps, the future softly sings,
Daughters, the fires of endless desire,
Crafting tomorrows with the dreams they bring.

In their journey, the world finds its grace,
With courage woven in every tender seam,
They are the echoes of love’s embrace,
In their eyes, the dawn of a brighter dream.