In the cradle of dawn's tender light,
Where dreams take flight, and hopes ignite,
There blooms a love, pure and true,
A mother's heart, forever new.
In every smile, in every tear,
Her love whispers, ever near,
A gentle touch, a soothing embrace,
Guiding with grace, through time and space.
Through stormy seas and darkest night,
Her love shines forth, a steadfast light,
In her arms, all fears subside,
For in her love, we safely abide.
Her sacrifices, silently made,
Her devotion, an unbroken braid,
Through every triumph, through every trial,
Her love endures, unwavering and viral.
A mother's love, a timeless song,
In every heartbeat, it belongs,
In whispered prayers, in silent sighs,
Her love echoes through the skies.
So let us cherish, let us adore,
The love that binds forevermore,
For in a mother's love, we find,
The greatest treasure of humankind.
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