In the quiet embrace of morning’s light,
She moves with grace, a gentle might.
Her hands weave dreams from threads of care,
In every corner, her love is there.

Her laughter dances through the air,
A melody that washes away despair.
With eyes that hold the stars above,
She fills our world with endless love.

Through storms and trials, she stands tall,
A fortress strong, a shelter for all.
Her whispers guide us through the night,
A beacon warm, a guiding light.

In her heart, a universe unfolds,
Stories untold, in silence bold.
Mother, a word both fierce and sweet,
In her embrace, our hearts find their beat.