In the quiet of the morning light,
She stands with courage in her eyes,
A gentle force, a steady might,
Unseen by most, yet never disguised.
Her heart, a well of endless care,
Where dreams and hopes find their ground,
With whispered prayers sent through the air,
Her spirit whispers without a sound.
She bears the weight of untold tales,
A warrior cloaked in tender grace,
Against the storm, she never pales,
Her strength, a beacon time can’t erase.
In every tear, a promise kept,
In every smile, a world reborn,
Through trials faced and secrets wept,
Her legacy of strength is sworn.