Whispers of Love: A Tribute to My Mother

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In the gentle folds of morning light,
Your whispers cradle my waking dreams,
A guardian angel in the quiet night,
Guiding me softly through life’s streams.

Your hands, a tapestry of love and care,
Weave stories of strength in every touch,
With every thread, you teach me to dare,
To reach for stars, to dream so much.

Your laughter, a symphony that fills the air,
A melody of hope that never fades,
In your embrace, I find solace rare,
A sanctuary where love cascades.

Through stormy skies and sunny days,
Your wisdom lights the path I roam,
In every step, your spirit stays,
My heart, forever, calls you home.

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