In the depths of her eyes, a love so deep,
A mother's heart, a treasure to keep.
Her touch, a soothing balm for the soul,
Her presence, a shelter that makes us whole.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
She tirelessly gives in countless ways.
Her sacrifices, a symphony of devotion,
A testament to her unwavering emotion.
With each tender word and gentle embrace,
She nurtures our dreams, our fears she'll erase.
In her arms, we find solace and peace,
A sanctuary where all worries cease.
Her love, a beacon that lights our way,
Through life's storms, come what may.
She's our rock, our pillar of strength,
A source of comfort, no matter the length.
Her wisdom, a guide through the unknown,
Her guidance, a seed that's beautifully sown.
She teaches us lessons, both big and small,
Her voice, a melody that echoes in us all.
So let us cherish our mothers dear,
For their love is eternal, crystal clear.
In their embrace, we find solace and grace,
A bond that time cannot erase.
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