In the gentle cradle of her arms, dreams take flight,
A soothing lullaby in the quiet of the night,
Her whispers, a balm to the restless heart,
A mother’s touch, where love and life start.

Through whispered winds and stormy skies,
Her strength unseen but ever wise,
Her heart, a beacon in the darkest seas,
Guiding her children with unwavering ease.

The world may change, but her love remains,
A constant force through joys and pains,
Her sacrifices, unseen yet profound,
In her embrace, all fears are drowned.

She weaves a tapestry of love and grace,
In every smile, in every trace,
Her legacy, a story told in tender hues,
A mother’s love, forever infused.