The Eternal Bond Between Sons and Mothers

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In the cradle of her arms, I found my first home,
Whispered lullabies weaving dreams unknown.
Her gentle touch, a balm for my fears,
In the silence of the night, I shed no tears.

With every step, she guided me with care,
Her wisdom a beacon, her love always there.
Through the trials and triumphs, her strength a shield,
In her embrace, all my wounds were healed.

As years go by, the bond remains strong,
A melody of love, an unending song.
Her sacrifices, a testament to her grace,
In her eyes, I find my sacred place.

Now as I stand, a man of my own,
Her lessons, a foundation, deeply sown.
Forever her son, forever her pride,
In the tapestry of life, she’s always by my side.

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