The Gentle Strength of Mom’s Embrace: Where Love Begins and Never Ends

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In the soft glow of morning light,
Her whispers calm the restless night.
A gentle hand, a heart so pure,
In her embrace, we find our cure.

Through storms and trials, she stands tall,
Her strength a beacon, never to fall.
With every word and every smile,
She makes the journey feel worthwhile.

Her laughter dances in the air,
A melody beyond compare.
In her presence, worries cease,
In her love, we find our peace.

Oh, the warmth of her tender gaze,
A guiding light in life’s maze.
Forever cherished, forever true,
The love of a mother, in all we do.

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