In the quiet of the night, her whispers fade away,
Like a gentle breeze that kissed the dawn,
Her laughter now a distant melody,
Leaving shadows where once light shone.

The warmth of her touch, a memory now,
Her embrace, a phantom in the cold,
Each tear that falls, a silent vow,
To cherish the stories she once told.

The world feels vast, yet empty too,
Without her presence, the days are long,
Her wisdom echoes, guiding through,
The strength she gave, keeps us strong.

Though she’s gone, her love remains,
In hearts she touched, in lives she changed,
A mother’s light, forever sustained,
In our souls, her essence ingrained.