In morning light, a secret's told, A journey carved in dreams and gold. To Dubrovnik's ancient streets she's bound, Where whispers of history softly sound. Through Cavtat's charm in tranquil grace, The sea throws kisses, sun's warm embrace. Her laughter dances on a breeze, Among the olives, beneath the trees. To Kotor's heart, where mountains rise, Against blue canvas of the skies. A world of magic waits in view, Each step a story, old yet new. A surprise unfolds, a tale to write, A daughter's joy, her eyes alight. In moments shared, on lands afar, She finds herself, a guiding star.