About me.

In Trashiyangtshe, where the wind sings tales,

Dechen Wangmo's journey never fails.

Born on May's day, in a hospital bright,

A girl, so lucky, to see love's light.

Her parents, they care, they love her so,

Guiding her steps, as she learns and grows.

In Jomotshangkha, in grade eight's land,

She studies hard, with a steady hand.

In Sandrupjongkhar, she finds her way,

Learning each moment, come what may.

Dechen Wangmo, with a heart so true,

In her story, the world sees something new.                                             

                                               

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