In the quiet of the morning light,
Her gentle hands prepare the day,
With every touch, a silent might,
Guiding us in her loving way.
Her eyes, a well of timeless grace,
Reflecting stories untold and deep,
Through trials she faced with steadfast pace,
Her dreams for us she fiercely keeps.
Like a beacon in the darkest night,
Her wisdom shines, a guiding star,
In her embrace, all feels right,
A haven from the world afar.
For every sacrifice she made,
For every tear she never showed,
Her legacy in love is laid,
In every heart her strength bestowed.