In the quiet hush of twilight’s tender glow,
A mother’s love, an eternal flow.
A symphony of whispers in the night,
Guiding us through shadows with soft, pure light.In her gaze, a universe of care,
A tapestry woven with threads so rare.
Silent lullabies echo in her eyes,
A cradle of comfort where the heart never lies.Through the seasons, she weaves a song,
A melody of love that’s steady and strong.
In the garden of life, she tends and sows,
A fragrant bouquet of the love that grows.Her touch, a balm for wounds unseen,
A healing caress, gentle and serene.
Through trials and triumphs, she stands beside,
A steadfast ally in life’s changing tide.With laughter, she paints the canvas of days,
A kaleidoscope of joy in myriad ways.
In tears, a refuge, safe harbor found,
A sanctuary where sorrows are unbound.Her sacrifices, like petals, gracefully fall,
A testament to a love that enthralls.
With hands that cradle dreams untold,
A story of love in each gesture unfolds.In the dance of time, a mother’s embrace,
An eternal rhythm, a timeless grace.
For in her love, a sanctuary we find,
A sanctuary where hearts forever bind.
