My mom is sunshine, bright and warm,
She keeps me safe, protects from harm.
With gentle hands and a loving heart,
In every moment, we're never apart.
She tells me stories, both old and new,
Each word a treasure, each tale so true.
When I feel sad or need a friend,
Her hugs are magic that help me mend.
In the kitchen, she cooks with care,
Filling our home with love everywhere.
Her laughter dances, her smile's a song,
With her by my side, I feel I belong.
Thank you, dear Mom, for all that you do,
For being my hero, my guide, my glue.
You are my heart, my joy, my light,
In your embrace, the world feels right.
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