In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light,
Her love is a beacon, shining bright.
Through the storms and the darkest nights,
She’s there, a constant guiding light.

Her gentle whispers of comfort and care,
A lullaby that chases away despair.
In her arms, the world feels right,
A mother’s love, pure and bright.

She is the shelter in the fiercest storm,
A warm embrace that keeps you warm.
Her love, an ocean, vast and deep,
In her heart, your secrets she’ll keep.

Through all the trials and the endless miles,
Her love remains, bringing smiles.
With every heartbeat, her love unfolds,
A mother’s love, a story untold.