In the quiet moments of the night,
When stars twinkle with a tender light,
A mother’s love shines ever so bright,
Guiding hearts through the darkest plight.
Her hands, so gentle, yet strong and wise,
Wipe away tears, calm every rise,
In her embrace, the world feels alright,
She is our anchor, our guiding light.
Through every storm, through thick and thin,
Her spirit’s warmth always within,
Her laughter echoes, a soothing hymn,
Carrying us through, limb to limb.
Oh, the magic in a mother’s touch,
A love that doesn’t ask for much,
Just to see us happy and free,
A mother’s love, eternally.