In the garden of my heart, where memories bloom,

There’s a gentle light that chases away the gloom.

Her laughter, like a melody, dances in the air,

A symphony of comfort, a love beyond compare.


With hands that shaped my world, so tender and so true,

She painted all my dreams in shades of vibrant hue.

Her whispers were the lullabies that cradled me to sleep,

In the arms of her affection, my secrets I could keep.


Through storms and sunny days, she stood steadfast and strong,

A beacon in the darkness, a voice that sang my song.

Her wisdom, like a river, flows endlessly and wide,

In every twist and turn, she’s always by my side.


The first love of my life, a bond that time won’t sever,

In the tapestry of moments, she’s my thread forever.

With every step I take, her spirit walks with me,

In the echoes of my laughter, her love will always be.


So here’s to you, dear mother, my heart’s eternal flame,

In the story of my life, I’ll always speak your name.

For the first love that I cherish, and the last I’ll ever know,

Is the love that you have given, a garden’s endless glow.