In the cradle of dawn, they rise with grace,
Daughters of the earth, with sunlight’s embrace.
Their laughter dances on the morning breeze,
A symphony of hope among the trees.

With dreams woven in their gentle hearts,
They paint the skies with endless arts.
In their eyes, a universe unfolds,
Stories of courage and futures untold.

Through fields of time, they softly tread,
Guided by stars, where angels fear to tread.
With every step, a legacy they weave,
In whispers of love, they quietly believe.

Daughters, the keepers of eternal flame,
In their spirit, the world will never be the same.
With strength unyielding, they rise and soar,
In their journey, humanity finds its core.