In the cradle of her arms, a world begins to spin,
Whispers of love, as gentle as the dawn,
A mother’s gaze, a daughter learns to win,
Dreams woven with threads of hope, never withdrawn.

Through the laughter and the tears, they weave their tale,
A dance of hearts, in sync with life’s sweet song,
Lessons passed down, like petals in the gale,
Together they stand, resilient and strong.

In moments of silence, their souls entwine,
A silent promise, unspoken yet profound,
Through every shadow, their spirits align,
In love’s embrace, a sanctuary found.

As the years unfold, like pages in a book,
The bond they share grows deeper, ever true,
In her mother’s eyes, a daughter takes a look,
And sees herself, reflected in the view.