In the heart of every daughter,
Lies a world of dreams untold,
Whispered secrets softly spoken,
In the twilight’s gentle hold.
Through the years, they grow and blossom,
Like a garden in the spring,
Strength and beauty intertwined,
In every song they sing.
With the courage of the lion,
And the grace of morning dew,
They forge their paths with wisdom,
Ever bold, ever true.
A daughter is a beacon,
Shining bright through darkest night,
With love that knows no boundaries,
She is our guiding light.