In the heart of Portugal, where pine trees sway,
On a quaint little farm, cradled by nature's embrace,
A girl was born under the break of day,
Her laughter echoing in serene grace.
Her childhood was woven with the songs of birds,
The rustling leaves, the murmuring streams,
Her companions were animals, her friends were words,
From the wind and the earth, her innocent dreams.
She grew with the seasons, the sun and the storm,
Her heart in the soil, her soul in the sky,
But the world beyond beckoned, not to conform,
And she knew it was time to say goodbye.
With dreams in her pocket and strength in her stride,
She ventured forth to lands unknown,
To Nottingham, where the Trent does glide,
Her spirit unyielding, her courage full-blown.
In Nottingham, she faced her first foreign fight,
In the rain, she learned to persist,
From bustling streets to the quiet night,
She built her life, her spirit resist.
Eleven apartments, turned into homes,
Each one a sanctuary, a story, a place,
With every struggle, her spirit roams,
Her heart finding peace in life's embrace.
From Nottingham’s fog to Spain's bright heat,
She moved with grace, her resolve unbent,
In Barcelona's light, her reign unfolded,
With kindness and pulse, her energy spent.
On the warmth coasta, she learned to thrive,
In the breeze, she danced with the sea,
With each new city, she felt more alive,
Her path unfolding, her destiny free.
The struggles were many, the nights were long,
But her belief in herself never waned,
She fought for her dreams, her spirit kept strong,
Her perseverance untouched, always unchained.
She met kind souls who lent a hand,
Strangers who became friends,
In her journey through foreign lands,
Their kindness, endless love, filled in all ends.
Her family doubted, but she believed,
In herself, more than they ever could,
She found her mission, her soul relieved,
In distant lands, her soul flourished and seen
"Keep moving" became her sacred creed,
Her mantra, her guiding light,
“Karma’s a bitch,” she’d often concede,
But faced it all with fearless might.
Through the lens of science, she found her place,
A girl of nature, in a scientific space,
With the strength of the earth, she embraced
Her mission, her purpose unfurled.
In the heart of the farm where her journey began,
She found the peace she sought so far,
Her life a testament of strength,
Her spirit, a resilient shinning star.
Now she stands, a beacon bright,
A girl who wandered far and wide,
From Portugal’s fields to stages spotlight,
With nature’s wisdom as her mother guide.
Her song, a melody of struggle and grace,
Of cities and homes, of dreams and strife,
A story of a girl who found her place,
Her life, an ode to a fulfilled life.
In the heart of Portugal, where pine trees sway,
On a quaint little farm, cradled by nature’s embrace,
She returns, her spirit light as day,
Her journey, her song, a testament to grace.
And now, with millions in her bank account,
The stars shine brighter, the earth feels her touch,
Her success a tale no one can discount,
Her vision and mission, she’ll achieve so much.
With billions yet to come, her plans unfold,
To heal the earth, to make it anew,
Her wealth a tool, her heart of gold,
A brighter future, she's ready to pursue.
She’ll plant forests where deserts lie,
Turn wastelands green, let rivers flow,
Harness the sun, let the wind sigh,
In harmony with nature, the world will grow.
Invest in clean energy, banish the smoke,
Empower the young, the old, and the meek,
Build schools and clinics, mend what’s broke,
Her billions a beacon for the change we seek.
Sustainable farming, oceans clean,
Tech that heals, not harms the earth,
A vision grand, a future seen,
Her mission clear, her values of worth.
She’ll lead with kindness, with wisdom wide,
Her steps her path, with heart on a flame,
For the earth she loves, with stars as her guide,
Her legacy, a world reclaimed.
In the heart of Portugal, where pine trees sway,
On that quaint little farm, her story began,
A girl who dared to dream far away,
Now returns to heal the world, as planned all the way.
