From Tiny Hands to Bold Strides: A Daughter’s Journey Through Time

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In the cradle of dawn, she awoke with dreams,
Eyes like stars, with a future that gleams.
Tiny hands grasping the promise of light,
A journey begins, from day to night.

From first steps to leaps, she grows with grace,
The world her canvas, a vast open space.
Each lesson learned, each challenge faced,
In her heart, courage and love interlaced.

Seasons change, and so does she,
A symphony of growth, wild and free.
Through laughter and tears, she finds her way,
Blossoming brighter with each passing day.

Now she stands, on the cusp of her prime,
A daughter grown, in the passage of time.
With wisdom and strength, she will soar,
A testament to the love that came before.

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