In the silence of the night, she weeps alone,
Her dreams set aside for the sake of her own.
The world may never see her hidden scars,
Yet her love shines brighter than the distant stars.
Each dawn she rises with strength anew,
Her sacrifices countless, her moments few.
She carries the weight of unspoken vows,
As life’s heavy burden upon her brow.
Her hands, though weary, never cease to care,
In the darkest hours, sheâs always there.
The silent warrior in the shadows of life,
Bearing the pain, enduring the strife.
She gives her all, yet asks for naught,
Her selfless acts, through love are wrought.
In her eyes, the story of sacrifice lies,
A testament to love that never dies.