In the gentle embrace of her guiding hands,
She weaves dreams with soft whispers of care,
Her smile, a beacon in shadowed lands,
Her heart, a sanctuary beyond compare.

With stories of courage and tales of old,
She paints the world in colors bright and bold,
Her words, a melody of wisdom untold,
A lullaby of comfort when nights grow cold.

Through trials and triumphs, she stands tall,
An unwavering pillar, never to fall,
In her eyes, the strength to conquer all,
Her love, a fortress, a protective wall.

Ode to the mother, in whom we confide,
In her embrace, we find our guide,
Her spirit, forever by our side,
In her legacy, endless love abides.