In the quiet whispers of the night,
A mother’s love shines ever bright.
Her gentle hands and tender care,
Guide her son through dreams they share.

Across the years, through joy and tears,
She nurtures hope, dispels his fears.
Her wisdom echoes in his soul,
A guiding star, his heart’s console.

As he grows and walks his path,
Her love remains, a gentle bath.
In moments dark and skies of gray,
Her voice, a beacon, lights his way.

Though time may stretch the miles between,
The bond they share stays evergreen.
A mother’s love, forever true,
In every step, he feels her too.