In the tapestry of life, a beacon so bright,
A mother's love, an eternal light.
Oh, gentle guardian of the midnight moon,
In your embrace, a timeless tune.

In the cradle of your arms, we find solace,
A sanctuary where love has no malice.
With tender whispers, you mend each scar,
A healer, a guide, our North Star.

Through sleepless nights and dawning days,
Your love persists in myriad ways.
A maestro of lullabies, a soothing refrain,
You orchestrate peace amid life's terrain.

In the kitchen's warmth, culinary art,
A symphony of flavors, love's impart.
From your hands, a feast, a banquet divine,
Nourishing not just bodies but souls entwined.

A storyteller weaving tales so wise,
In your gaze, a universe lies.
Lessons imparted with gentle grace,
A wisdom that time cannot erase.

In laughter and tears, you stand strong,
A pillar of strength, where we belong.
Through storms and sunshine, trials untold,
Your love, a tapestry of enduring gold.

For every sacrifice, a silent applause,
A mother's love knows no pause.
In your heart, an infinite space,
A sanctuary where love finds its grace.

Oh, mother, embodiment of love's sweet song,
In our hearts, you eternally belong.
For in your embrace, we find our home,
A haven where love will forever roam.