In the gentle cradle of her arms,
A son finds his first home,
Where whispers of lullabies calm,
And dreams begin to roam.

Through laughter and a thousand tears,
They navigate the seas of time,
A bond that only grows with years,
In rhythm and in rhyme.

Her wisdom guides through stormy days,
Her love a constant light,
In her embrace, the world feels safe,
Turning darkness into bright.

As seasons change and years unfold,
Their story thrives and thrives,
A tale of sons and mothers told,
In the tapestry of lives.