In the quiet dawn, she rises,
With the world upon her shoulders,
Her heart a well of endless strength,
A force that never falters.
Through storms she walks, unwavering,
Her spirit like the ancient oak,
Roots running deep, unbreakable,
In silence, her power spoke.
The sun sets, yet she shines bright,
Her courage a beacon in the night,
Guiding all who seek the light,
In her presence, shadows take flight.
Her story etched in timeless sands,
A legacy of love and grace,
In every step, her power stands,
A testament to her unyielding place.