A Gentle Whisper in the Breeze: My Mother’s Embrace Across the Moments of Time

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In the morning light, she stands so bright,
A beacon of warmth, guiding through the night.
Her gentle hands weave dreams in the air,
A tapestry of love, tender and rare.

Her laughter dances like sun on the sea,
Filling each corner with pure melody.
In her embrace, the world feels right,
A sanctuary of peace, holding me tight.

Through storms and trials, she remains strong,
A pillar of courage, where hearts belong.
Her words, a balm to the weary soul,
A whisper of hope, making us whole.

As the stars rise, painting the sky,
Her love, an eternal lullaby.
In every heartbeat, her presence stays,
A cherished song through all our days.

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