In the quiet of dawn, she rises with grace, Her spirit unbroken, her heart a warm place. Through trials and…
She walks with grace, a silent storm, Through fields of dreams, both night and morn. Her heart, a beacon, pure…
In the silence of dawn, she rises, A warrior cloaked in gentle grace, Bearing the weight of the world’s demands,…
In the glow of twilight’s embrace, She walks with an ethereal grace, Her beauty, like a gentle breeze, Brings the…
She stands with grace, a beacon of light, In the darkest night, she shines so bright. Her heart is pure,…