In the cradle of dawn, she rises with grace,
A tapestry of dreams woven in her embrace.
Her laughter dances with the morning dew,
A symphony of hope, ever bright and true.

Her eyes, like stars, guide through the night,
A beacon of love in the soft moonlight.
With every step, she carves her path,
A journey of courage, defying the wrath.

In the silence of shadows, she finds her song,
A melody of strength where she belongs.
Her heart, a garden of endless bloom,
Cultivating joy amidst the gloom.

Oh, daughter of the endless sky,
With wings of dreams, she dares to fly.
A legacy of love in her gentle hand,
A future of promise in a distant land.