In the quiet whisper of morning light,
She rises with the sun, fierce and bright.
Her heart, a well of courage untold,
In every story, her strength unfolds.

Through storms that rage and winds that cry,
She stands firm, beneath an open sky.
Her eyes reflect the battles fought,
Her spirit, a testament to lessons taught.

With hands that build, create, and mend,
She is both warrior and friend.
In every tear and every smile,
She walks each mile with grace and style.

The world may bend, but she will not break,
For in her soul, no fear can shake.
Her legacy, a beacon of light,
In her, the future shines brilliantly bright.