In the quiet moments of the night,
When the stars whisper their secrets,
A mother’s love shines ever bright,
Guiding us through life’s winding streets.
Her hands, gentle as a summer breeze,
Wipe away our tears and fears,
Her embrace, a sanctuary of peace,
Comforts us through the years.
Her voice, a melody of care,
Lifts us when we fall,
Her presence, always there,
Answers our every call.
A mother’s love, pure and true,
An endless, timeless story,
In her heart, we always knew,
We are her greatest glory.