In the quiet dawn, she rises, a gentle force,
Cradling the world with tender hands,
Her dreams woven in the laughter of her child,
A tapestry of love, endlessly expanding.

The whispered lullabies under starlit skies,
A guardian of hopes, both fragile and fierce,
Through sleepless nights, she finds her light,
A beacon of unwavering grace.

Her eyes, a mirror of stories untold,
Each tear, a testament of selfless devotion,
In her embrace, a sanctuary,
Where innocence finds its wings.

As the days unfold in an endless dance,
Her heart beats with the rhythm of life,
A mother, a universe in her own right,
Forever nurturing, forever strong.