In the cradle of your arms, I find my peace,
Your gentle touch, a balm that never cease.
Whispered lullabies, your voice so sweet,
In every heartbeat, our souls do meet.

Through stormy nights and darkest days,
Your love, a beacon, lighting all my ways.
Your strength, a fortress, steadfast and true,
A mother’s love, in all I do.

Your eyes, they hold the world’s embrace,
A haven of love, a sacred space.
With every tear and every cheer,
Your presence, mother, forever near.

In the tapestry of life, you’re the golden thread,
Weaving dreams and hopes, in words unsaid.
Your love, a gift, so pure and divine,
A mother’s love, eternally mine.