In dreams she whispers soft and clear,
Her love a beacon, always near.
Though stars may fade and nights grow long,
Her lullabies remain my song.

Beyond the clouds where angels sing,
Her spirit soars on gentle wing.
Guiding me through shadows deep,
In every tear, her presence keeps.

The warmth of her eternal grace,
In every breeze, I find her trace.
A mother’s love, though far away,
In my heart, she’ll always stay.

Through fields of memories, we roam,
Together still, though she’s gone home.
In heaven’s glow, her light remains,
A guardian through life’s endless plains.