In the quiet hush of night, she slipped away,
Her gentle whisper now a distant breeze,
The warmth of her embrace, a memory,
As stars above reflect her endless grace.

Her laughter echoes in the silent halls,
A melody that time cannot erase,
Her wisdom, like a river, still flows deep,
Through hearts she touched with kindness and with peace.

Though shadows cast their sorrow on our hearts,
Her light remains, a beacon in the dark,
Her love, a thread that weaves through every tear,
A tapestry of moments held so dear.

In dreams, she visits with a tender smile,
A reminder that her spirit never fades,
For even in her absence, she is near,
A mother’s love, eternal, unafraid.