In the heart of my memories, she stands,
A beacon of love, gentle hands.
Her voice, a melody of comfort and care,
Guiding me through life's intricate fare.
Her laughter, a symphony of joy,
Her embrace, a haven, no turmoil could destroy.
In her eyes, I see galaxies unfold,
Stories untold, in every glance, they hold.
She's the warmth of the sun on a cold winter's day,
The soothing breeze when life's storms come to play.
Her wisdom, a treasure, passed down with grace,
A legacy of strength, in every embrace.
Through trials and triumphs, she's been my guide,
In her presence, all fears subside.
For she's not just a mother, but a friend so true,
A guiding light in all that I pursue.
Though time may pass and distance may grow,
Her love, a river, continues to flow.
For in the tapestry of life, she's woven her part,
Forever cherished, deep within my heart.
My mother, my anchor, my guiding light,
In your love, I find my strength, my might.
Forever and always, I'll hold you dear,
For in your embrace, I find home, so near.