To us: five princesses, on our 9th mensive.
In a castle not carved from stone, but from laughter, whispers, and dreams we've known, five hearts beating under starlit skies, nine full moons of lows and highs.
Each of us, a light so rare, with crowns of courage and strands of care. We danced through storms, we healed with grace, turning every moment into a royal place.
With Cinderella’s faith and Belle’s bright mind, Ariel’s wonder, Rapunzel’s shine, And in our circle, I see me too a princess growing, strong and true.
Side by side in silken gowns, with golden hearts and invisible crowns. Happy 9th mensive, my sisters divine, forever enchanted, forever aligned.
In a castle not carved from stone, but from laughter, whispers, and dreams we've known, five hearts beating under starlit skies, nine full moons of lows and highs.
Each of us, a light so rare, with crowns of courage and strands of care. We danced through storms, we healed with grace, turning every moment into a royal place.
With Cinderella’s faith and Belle’s bright mind, Ariel’s wonder, Rapunzel’s shine, And in our circle, I see me too a princess growing, strong and true.
Side by side in silken gowns, with golden hearts and invisible crowns. Happy 9th mensive, my sisters divine, forever enchanted, forever aligned.