In the quiet dawn, she rises, fierce and true,
A beacon of strength in shadows cast long,
Her heart a fortress, her spirit anew,
With courage she sings her indomitable song.

Through storms she walks, undeterred and bold,
Each step a testament to battles won,
Her voice a symphony, a story told,
Of dreams ignited by the rising sun.

With gentle hands, she shapes the earth and sky,
Her laughter a balm, her tears a stream,
In her eyes, the stars find a place to lie,
She is the keeper of every cherished dream.

Unyielding, her strength flows like a river,
In her embrace, the world finds its grace,
She stands unbroken, a mighty giver,
A testament to love’s enduring face.