In the garden of life, they bloom so bright,
Carrying dreams on wings of light,
With laughter that dances in the air,
Their presence a treasure beyond compare.

Like stars that guide the wandering soul,
They shine with grace, making us whole,
Whispering secrets of ancient lore,
As we watch them grow and explore.

Their eyes reflect the endless skies,
Filled with wonder, never disguised,
Each step they take a melody,
A symphony of love, wild and free.

To daughters, the jewels of our fate,
We cherish the moments they create,
For in their hands, the future lies,
A promise of hope that never dies.