In the quiet moments before dawn’s light,
A mother’s heart beats with dreams untold,
Cradling hopes in the soft embrace of night,
Whispering stories of courage, brave and bold.

Her hands weave warmth into every day,
With gentle strength, she shapes the world anew,
Guiding with wisdom, come what may,
A beacon of love, forever true.

Through laughter and tears, she stands tall,
A guardian of joy, a healer of pain,
In her presence, we find the call,
To rise, to live, and to dream again.

A mother’s love, a timeless song,
Echoing through the corridors of life,
In her embrace, we all belong,
Finding peace in the midst of strife.