In the quiet dawn, her voice a gentle breeze,
A lullaby of warmth, where all worries cease.
Her hands, soft yet strong, weave the threads of care,
In her embrace, I find a love so rare.

Through storms and shadows, she stands as my light,
Her courage a beacon, piercing the night.
With every word, she paints skies of hope,
Teaching me strength and how to cope.

Her laughter, a melody that fills the air,
A symphony of joy, beyond compare.
In her eyes, a universe of dreams untold,
A world of wisdom, timeless and bold.

Forever my muse, my guiding star,
In her love, I find who we truly are.
A bond unbroken, a journey shared,
My mother, my heart, eternally paired.