In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world is still, and dreams take flight,
I remember the stories you used to tell,
Of love, of hope, where we both dwell.

Your hands, so gentle, guiding me through,
The paths of life, both old and new,
With wisdom and care, you showed the way,
In your embrace, I wished to stay.

Through laughter and tears, we grew together,
In every season, in every weather,
The lessons learned, the love received,
Forever in my heart, our bond believed.

Now as I stand, a mother too,
I see the world through a different hue,
Your love, a beacon, guiding me still,
In every heartbeat, your spirit I feel.