In the gentle dawn where dreams reside,
She rises with the sun’s tender glow,
A tapestry of courage and pride,
Her spirit dances in the winds that blow.

Through the shadows of time she strides,
An emblem of wisdom, fierce and kind,
Her voice, a melody that gently guides,
A beacon of hope, in her heart confined.

She weaves her stories in the tapestry of stars,
Her laughter a river that flows through night,
In her eyes, the universe and its scars,
A testament to resilience, pure and bright.

With hands that build and hearts that heal,
Her legacy, a garden vast and wide,
She sows seeds of love with steadfast zeal,
A timeless force, forever by our side.