In the quiet of dawn, her gentle whispers call,
A lullaby of love, a promise to never fall.
Her arms, a sanctuary from the world’s storm,
In her embrace, we find our true form.

Her eyes, a mirror reflecting our soul’s grace,
With every glance, a warm, tender embrace.
Through trials and triumphs, she stands by our side,
Her love, a beacon, a guiding light worldwide.

In moments of doubt, her wisdom softly speaks,
Her courage, a fortress when the heart feels weak.
She weaves dreams with threads of hope and care,
In her world, we learn to love and share.

As time moves on, her love only grows,
A timeless river, in endless flows.
A mother’s love, an eternal flame,
Forever cherished, in heart’s gentle frame.