Mother’s Love
In kind arms, a love divine,
A mother's heart, always mine.
Her loving touch, a gentle grace,
Guiding me through life's embrace.
In laughter shared and times we weep,
Her unwavering love runs deep.
With every breath, she gives her care,
A strong beacon when life is unfair.
Through sleepless nights and endless toil,
Her love, a glow that does not coil.
In self-sacrifice, she finds her strength,
Fostering dreams, she goes to any length.
In soft whispers and words of might,
She lifts me up, a guiding light.
A mother's love, a valuable gift,
Always cherished, my spirits lift.
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