In the heart of the storm, she stands tall,
A beacon of hope, a guide for all,
Her spirit unbroken, her will like steel,
Through trials and tribulations, she’ll always heal.
Her eyes hold stories of battles fought,
Wisdom gained, and lessons taught,
With every step, she paves the way,
For those behind her, to rise and stay.
Her voice, a melody of strength and grace,
Echoes through time, in every space,
She lifts others with her gentle might,
A warrior in the day, a guardian in the night.
She is the sunrise after the darkest night,
A testament to resilience, burning bright,
In her presence, shadows flee,
For she is a strong woman, wild and free.