In the quiet hush of a moonlit night,
A heartbeat whispers, soft and light.
A tiny spark, a life’s gentle start,
Growing silently, beneath a mother’s heart.

Dreams woven in the cradle of time,
A journey begun, sublime, divine.
With every flutter and every turn,
A love so deep begins to burn.

The world awaits with bated breath,
For the miracle that defies death.
In this sacred bond, pure and true,
A promise of life, always anew.

Through every pain and every joy,
The bond grows strong, girl or boy.
A mother’s love, fierce and wise,
Shines like stars in the sky’s vast skies.