In the quiet moments of dawn, she rises,
Her gentle hands, ever so wise,
With a heart full of love and tender care,
She shields us from life’s despair.

Through storms and sunshine, she stands tall,
A beacon of hope, never to fall,
Her strength, a guiding light so bright,
Illuminates our darkest night.

Her voice, a melody of comfort and peace,
In her embrace, all worries cease,
With every word, she weaves a tale,
Of courage and love that never fails.

My mother, the anchor of my soul,
Her wisdom, making me whole,
Forever grateful, I shall be,
For her endless love and serenity.