In the gentle light of morning’s embrace,
She dances with dreams, a tender trace.
Eyes wide with wonder, heart full of grace,
In the realm of girlhood, she finds her place.

Through fields of daisies, she runs carefree,
Laughter echoing with the breeze, wild and free.
Each moment a tapestry, woven so fine,
The essence of youth, in every line.

Secrets shared beneath the moon’s soft gaze,
Innocence blooms in mysterious ways.
A journey of becoming, tender yet bold,
In the world of girlhood, stories unfold.

As the stars whisper tales of the night,
She holds her dreams with gentle might.
Growing, changing, yet always true,
In the heart of girlhood, she is renewed.