In the quiet dawn, she rises,
A force of nature, gentle yet strong,
With eyes that see beyond horizons,
And a heart that sings ambition's song.

Her energy, a river's flow,
Graceful, fierce, unyielding might,
In her, the seeds of dreams do grow,
Nourished by the dawn's first light.

Her spirit dances, wild and free,
With every step, she...