In the gentle whispers of the morning light,
A bond so deep, held tender and tight.
Through laughter, tears, and silent sighs,
A mother and daughter, under shared skies.

The wisdom flows from mother to child,
Stories of love, both tender and wild.
A guiding hand, a comforting embrace,
In every heartache, they find their place.

Seasons change, yet this bond remains,
Through every joy and shared pains.
A legacy of strength, of love so pure,
In each other’s hearts, they find their cure.

As time moves on, and years go by,
The love between them will never die.
A timeless bond, forever bright,
Mother and daughter, in love’s pure light.