In the morning’s gentle light, she wakes,
Her presence like a warm embrace,
A tender smile on her face, she makes,
The world a softer, kinder place.

Through the day’s endless demands,
She moves with grace, a guiding star,
With loving touch and gentle hands,
Her strength and kindness stretch far.

In the quiet of the night, she listens,
To dreams whispered in the dark,
Her eyes with love and pride, glisten,
A beacon, a light, a spark.

Through every joy and every tear,
Her heart beats steady, strong, and true,
A bond unbreakable, ever near,
A mother’s love, forever new.