In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world is still and calm,
A mother’s love shines so bright,
Like a soothing, tender balm.
Through the trials and the tears,
She’s a beacon, ever warm,
Embracing all our fears,
Shielding us from harm.
Her sacrifices go untold,
Her strength, a silent song,
In her arms, we find our hold,
Where we truly belong.
A mother’s love, pure and true,
An unending, gentle grace,
Forever in our hearts anew,
An everlasting embrace.