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.
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Halima Begum
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Comments (2)
There's nothing that compares to a mother and daughters relationship. Great poem!
Sweet poem