In the quiet of the night, she softly breathes,
A gentle soul beneath the silvered leaves.
Her whispers dance upon the evening breeze,
A symphony of dreams that never cease.
Her eyes, a canvas of the starlit skies,
Reflect the hopes that in her heart arise.
With every glance, a story softly told,
Of love and courage, silent yet so bold.
Her laughter, like the song of morning birds,
Awakens joy that echoes without words.
In her embrace, the world finds peace anew,
A haven where the heart is pure and true.
Through every trial, her spirit shines so bright,
A beacon guiding through the darkest night.
Her strength, a river flowing deep and wide,
A testament to love that will abide.