In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
A mother’s love unfolds, tender and bright.
Her gentle touch, a soothing balm,
Guiding her child with a nurturing calm.

Through sleepless nights and endless days,
Her strength and grace illuminate the ways.
With every tear and every smile,
She walks beside, mile after mile.

In her embrace, the world feels small,
Yet within her arms, we find it all.
A fortress strong, a harbor safe,
Where dreams take flight and fears efface.

Her heart, a garden of endless care,
Where love blooms freely, beyond compare.
A mother’s spirit, forever bold,
A timeless story, eternally told.