In the quiet morning light, she stands,
With gentle whispers and guiding hands,
A tapestry of warmth she weaves,
In every hug, a heart believes.

Her eyes, a mirror of endless care,
Reflect the dreams she hopes to share,
As time dances softly on her face,
In her embrace, we find our place.

Through storms of life, she bravely sails,
A lighthouse when the courage fails,
Her laughter, a melody so sweet,
In her presence, the world feels complete.

A mother’s love, a boundless sea,
In its depths, we find the key,
To every fear and every fight,
Her love, our everlasting light.