In the quiet dawn of morning’s light,
Her whispers guide, banishing the night.
With tender hands, she mends each tear,
A soul so selfless, beyond compare.
Through stormy seas and trials vast,
Her love remains, steadfast and fast.
In joy and sorrow, she stands tall,
A beacon shining, never to fall.
Her gentle smile, a balm so sweet,
In her embrace, the world’s complete.
Each sacrifice, a silent vow,
To guard and cherish, here and now.
As time flows on, her legacy stays,
In hearts sheâs touched, in countless ways.
A motherâs love, a timeless grace,
Forever etched in time and space.