In the cradle of her gentle arms,
Resides a love that forever charms.
A beacon of light in darkest night,
She's the strength in every fight.
Her touch, a balm for every ache,
Her smile, a sunrise that never forsake.
In her embrace, worries dissolve,
In her warmth, problems resolve.
With wisdom deep as the ocean's floor,
She guides us through life's turbulent shore.
Her sacrifices, a silent symphony,
Her love, an eternal melody.
From the first breath to the last goodbye,
Her love knows no bounds, reaching high.
She's the heartbeat of our existence,
Her love, an unwavering insistence.
In her eyes, we see our reflection,
In her heart, we find our affection.
A mother's love, an endless sea,
Forever cherished, forever free.
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