An Ode to strength and grace

At the heart of Brussels where the sun kisses the sea Stands a pure soul, beautiful, serene, and free A nurse by passion, with love and empathy filled in her heart She is an inspiration of joy, a testimony of true arts The first fruit of her family, she leads with a smile and grace With everlasting faith, she always finds her way through the maze with eyes slightly closed, facing the sleeping sun, she dreams of the unaccomplished dreams, yet to be spun Here is to the strong lady, my elder sister dear In every wave's dance steps, her strength appears may her path be ever blessed, for her journey is divine As she stands close to the appealing sea, a moment she forever enshrines