In the quiet hours of dawn, she rises,
A symphony of whispers and gentle hums,
Her touch, a soft lullaby to my soul,
Her presence, a shield against life’s storms.
Through the trials and the tears, she stands firm,
A beacon of light in my darkest nights,
Her love, an unbroken, endless stream,
Flowing through the valleys of my fears.
Her eyes, a mirror of untold stories,
Her smile, a promise of better days,
In her embrace, I find my safe haven,
A sanctuary from the world’s disarray.
Oh mother, your strength is my foundation,
Your wisdom, my guiding star,
In your love, I find my true self,
Forever grateful for the gift you are.