From hearts that beat with endless grace,
And souls that time cannot erase,
A mother's love, a boundless art,
A guiding star, a golden heart.
It asks no reason, knows no end,
A selfless journey, heaven-sent.
Through sacrifice and tender pain,
A constant strength, through sun and rain.
It teaches kindness, gentle hand,
To understand this precious land.
To gather blessings, day by day,
And follow dreams along the way.
A miracle that life can be,
To love the wild and blooming tree.
A truth we'll never be without,
A love that leaves no room for doubt.
Through smiles and tears, a constant guide,
Embracing close, right by our side.
Our hero strong, our shining light,
Through darkest night, she makes things bright.
So here's to mothers, true and bold,
For all they do, a story told.
On this dear day, let voices soar,
"We love you more, forevermore."
A rock, a prayer, a felt embrace,
Love's purest form, in time and space.
A wondrous gift, divinely spun,
Like moonlight soft, or radiant sun.
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