In the quiet of the night, she whispers dreams,
Beneath the moon’s soft, silvery beams.
Her heart beats with a rhythm of endless care,
A love so deep, beyond compare.

With gentle hands, she nurtures and guides,
Through life’s stormy seas and changing tides.
Her strength, a beacon in the darkest hour,
A testament to a mother’s power.

She weaves her hopes into every embrace,
And finds joy in each small, tender grace.
Her sacrifices, silent and unseen,
Paint a portrait of love, pure and serene.

In her eyes, a universe of dreams resides,
A testament to the love she can’t hide.
For in her heart, a boundless love does bloom,
Enfolding her child in a warm, eternal room.