**Women’s Day**

Her eyes gleamed with the light
Of her inner strength,
She had walked miles,
Not worried about the length,
Each step a testament,
Each breath a reminder,
That her journey is woven
With threads of courage,
And whispers of dreams.

In the quiet of dawn,
She rises,
The world around her still asleep,
Yet her spirit dances,
Unfurling like petals
In the soft morning breeze,
Embracing the promise
Of a new day,
Rich with potential.

She carries stories ...