In the quiet dawn, where whispers play,

My mother’s love lights the way,

A gentle hand, a guiding star,

In every moment, near or far.


Her laughter dances on the breeze,

A melody that puts me at ease,

With every hug, a world unfolds,

A treasure trove of stories told.


Through trials faced and dreams pursued,

Her strength, a balm, her spirit, renewed,

In her embrace, I find my home,

A sacred space where I can roam.


Her wisdom flows like rivers deep,

In her eyes, the secrets I keep,

She teaches me to rise and soar,

To find my voice, to seek for more.


When shadows fall and doubts arise,

She’s the light that never dies,

My heart, my soul, my guiding flame,

In every heartbeat, I call her name.


So here’s to you, my dearest friend,

A love that knows no bounds, no end,

In every breath, in every role,

My mother, you are my heart and soul.