In the quiet dawn, her lullabies weave,
A tapestry of dreams in the morningâs light,
Her gentle touch, a promise to believe,
A beacon guiding through the darkest night.
Her eyes, a mirror of endless skies,
Hold the stories of love and endless care,
Each tear she wipes, each tender sigh,
A testament to the bond we share.
Through sunlit days and stormy weather,
Her strength, a fortress, unwavering and true,
In her heart, a home we gather,
A place of warmth, ever anew.
As years unfold, her wisdom grows,
A gentle guide through paths unknown,
In every step, her love bestows,
The courage to fly and strength to own.