In the heart of the home, she stands with grace,
Her voice a melody, a warm embrace,
Guiding us through life’s endless maze,
With wisdom and love that never decays.

Her words, like honey, soothe our soul,
Comforting us when the nights are cold,
Teaching us stories of days of old,
In her arms, we find our courage bold.

Through trials and tribulations, she remains,
An anchor in life’s turbulent strains,
Her love, like sunshine after the rains,
In her presence, no sorrow remains.

Oh, English mother, with eyes so bright,
You are our beacon, our guiding light,
In your embrace, everything feels right,
We cherish your love, day and night.