mother and child

In her gentle arms, love's tender grace,

A mother's heart, her warm embrace.

She cradles dreams, both big and small,

In whispers soft, she answers all.

Her eyes, a haven, calm and deep,

Where tears are kissed and hopes are steep.

She guides with hands, both firm and kind,

A bond unbreakable, intertwined.

Through every joy and every trial,

She walks beside, mile after mile.

Her strength, a beacon in the night,

A guiding star, a constant light.

Oh, precious child, in her you find,

A love that's pure, a heart aligned.

Together, through life's endless tide,

A mother's love, forever a guide.