In the quiet dawn, she rises with the sun,
Her heart brimming with dreams yet undone,
She stands tall, against the winds that howl,
A beacon of hope, a force so profound.

Her spirit unbreakable, like the ancient oak,
Through the storms of life, she never broke,
With every fall, she found her way,
To rise again, stronger each day.

Her eyes, a reflection of the stars above,
Filled with wisdom, compassion, and love,
She faces the world with courage unmasked,
In every challenge, her strength is grasped.

A woman’s strength, a tale untold,
Her bravery, worth more than gold,
In every heartbeat, in every breath,
Lies the essence of her enduring strength.