In the gentle cradle of her arms,
Lies a sanctuary, free from harms.
Her whispers, like a soothing balm,
Envelop the heart, serene and calm.

Her eyes, a beacon in the night,
Guiding dreams to take their flight.
Through her love, the world seems right,
A mother’s touch, a pure delight.

In laughter shared and tears embraced,
Her strength and grace are interlaced.
With every step, her love’s retraced,
A bond that time cannot replace.

Forever in her heart, we grow,
Like rivers that eternally flow.
A mother’s love, a gentle glow,
A gift that only she could bestow.