In the gentle whispers of the morning breeze,
I hear her lullabies, a melody of peace,
Her touch, a tender balm for aching hearts,
In her embrace, all sorrow departs.

She weaves her dreams in the fabric of our lives,
A tapestry of hope, where love always thrives,
Her eyes, a mirror of boundless grace,
Reflecting strength in every face.

Through stormy nights and sunlit days,
Her unwavering spirit guides our ways,
A fortress of courage, a pillar of might,
In her presence, all fears take flight.

A mother’s love, a symphony so sweet,
In every heartbeat, her essence we meet,
Forever cherished, forever near,
Her love, a light that will always endear.