In the gentle whispers of the night,
A mother’s love shines ever bright.
Guiding hands and tender care,
In her arms, a daughter finds her prayer.

Through the storms and sunny days,
A mother’s wisdom lights the ways.
Her voice a melody, soft and true,
A bond eternal, ever new.

In laughter shared and tears that fall,
She stands beside, through it all.
A friendship forged, a love so deep,
In her embrace, secrets keep.

As seasons change and time moves on,
The bond remains, never gone.
A testament to love’s pure art,
A mother’s gift, a daughter’s heart.