In the morning light, her smile glows bright,
A gentle touch that holds the night at bay,
With whispered songs that cradle dreams,
She guides us through each dawning day.
Her hands weave magic in the wear of years,
Crafting comfort from a simple gaze,
In her eyes, a world of endless wonder,
Where love’s embrace forever stays.
Through storms and trials, she stands firm,
A lighthouse in the darkest storm,
Her heart, a haven of boundless warmth,
Where weary souls find shelter and form.
In every breath, her love endures,
A melody that time cannot erase,
Her presence, a gentle, guiding star,
In her embrace, we find our place.