In the quiet strength of gentle hands,She shapes the world with silent plans.A beacon of hope, a guiding light,In every heart, she ignites the night.With wisdom deep and courage bold,Her stories of resilience are told.Through storms she walks, unwavering and true,In her eyes, the dawn of something new.She builds the bridges, she mends the seams,Her spirit dances in forgotten dreams.In every role, she finds her place,With grace and power, she runs the race.The fabric of society she weaves,In every life, her touch believes.Unyielding and strong, like roots of a tree,A testament to all she strives to be.