My Mother: The Guiding Light, The Gentle Touch, The Heartbeat of Love, The Eternal Embrace

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In her eyes, the stars reside,
Guiding me through darkest nights.
Her gentle touch, a calming tide,
That soothes my soul and lifts my sights.

Her voice a melody, sweet and kind,
Whispering wisdom in every word.
She shapes my heart, my soul, my mind,
With love that sings like a morning bird.

Her laughter, a balm for every woe,
A symphony of joy and grace.
In her embrace, I find my glow,
A sacred, warm, and cherished place.

Oh, Mother, you are my guiding light,
My anchor in life’s stormy sea.
With you, I find my strength and might,
Forever bound, eternally.

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