In the quiet dawn, her whispers start,
A melody of love, a gentle art.
Her hands, like soft petals, weave dreams anew,
Guiding us through skies of endless blue.

With every tear wiped, and every laugh shared,
Her presence is a beacon, a heart that cared.
Through storms and sunshine, her strength prevails,
A rock, a shelter, where love never fails.

Her wisdom flows like a river’s gentle stream,
Nurturing our hopes, encouraging each dream.
In her eyes, the stars find their glow,
A universe of warmth, where love can grow.

Forever cherished, in her embrace we find,
A bond unbroken, a love so kind.
In every heartbeat, her essence stays,
A mother’s love, guiding all our days.