In the quiet moments of dawn’s gentle light,
Her whispers echo softly, tender and bright.
Guiding hands that cradle dreams anew,
A mother’s love, forever strong and true.

Through the storms that life may send,
Her courage stands, refusing to bend.
With every tear she wipes away with grace,
Her strength shines, a calm embrace.

In laughter shared and stories old,
Her warmth is a treasure, more precious than gold.
Every word is a melody of care,
A symphony of love, beyond compare.

As stars fill the night, a gentle reminder,
Her love lights the path, forever kinder.
In her heart, a universe unfolds,
A timeless bond, in her arms I hold.