In the quiet moments of dawn’s early light,
A mother’s love shines ever so bright.
Her whispers soothe the restless night,
Her arms, a haven, tender and tight.

Each day she weaves a tapestry of care,
With golden threads of love laid bare.
Her heart, a compass, always there,
Guiding her children everywhere.

Through joys and sorrows, she stands tall,
Her strength unwavering, never to fall.
With gentle hands, she nurtures all,
Her spirit, a fortress, a protective wall.

In her eyes, the universe resides,
A boundless love that never hides.
Motherhood is where true magic abides,
A bond eternal, where love and life collide.