In the quiet dawn of youth’s tender light,
Where dreams take flight with wings so bright,
The whispering winds of girlhood’s delight,
Paints the canvas of days and nights.

Innocence dances in the morning mist,
With laughter that no one could resist,
A time of wonders, a gentle twist,
In every moment, a chance to exist.

The world unfolds in hues so rare,
With stories woven in strands of hair,
Adventures beckon, hearts laid bare,
In the embrace of a love so fair.

Echoes of girlhood, soft and sweet,
In every step, in every heartbeat,
A journey begun, a path to meet,
Where dreams and reality gently greet.