In the quiet morning light she wakes,
Her heart a vessel full of grace,
With tender hands and gentle touch,
She shapes our world, she gives so much.
Her love, a constant, steady glow,
Through storms and sunshine, ebb and flow,
She stands a pillar, strong and true,
In every moment, old and new.
Her whispers calm the fiercest fears,
Her laughter wipes away our tears,
A guiding star in darkened skies,
A beacon through life’s lows and highs.
Forever in her warm embrace,
We find our home, our sacred space,
A mother’s love, a boundless sea,
Her heart, our haven, wild and free.