In the gentle embrace of her arms,
Lies a world of warmth and calm,
Her whispers soothe the fiercest storms,
A haven in life’s endless qualms.
Her eyes, a mirror of the sky,
Reflect the dreams she’s kept alive,
Through every tear and every sigh,
Her spirit teaches me to thrive.
Her hands, though worn by time’s caress,
Craft stories of love, pure and bright,
In her presence, I find solace,
A guiding star in the darkest night.
Her laughter rings like silver chimes,
A melody that lifts my soul,
In her heart, I find my rhymes,
For she makes my spirit whole.