In spring's embrace, she came to be,
A beacon bright for all to see.
Her light, a gentle, warming glow,
Bestows on us more than we know.
She lives with grace, with love unfurled,
A precious gift to this world.
In every smile, in every rite,
We're touched by her radiant light.
So let us celebrate her day,
When springtime flowers lead the way.
For in her presence, we find cheer,
A joy that blossoms year by year.
