In the quiet of the evening light,
Daughters dance with dreams untold,
Their whispers weave through the night,
In stories of courage bold.
With eyes that hold the stars’ glow,
They carry worlds within their gaze,
A gentle force, they ebb and flow,
Guiding hearts through life’s maze.
Their laughter, a melody pure,
A song that lifts the weary soul,
In every challenge, they endure,
Making broken hearts whole.
Daughters, the silent strength we hold,
The gentle echo in our days,
Their unseen light, a tale retold,
A beacon in timeless ways.