My Mother, My Soul

My Mother, My Soul

My mother is the morning light,

That chases shadows, ends the night.

In every breath, in every role

She is my heart, she is my soul.

She holds my tears, she knows my pain,

She stands beside me in the rain.

No words can match, no poem whole

Can show her worth, my inner soul.

When I am lost, she is my way,

Her love, a sun that lights my day.

Not just a name, a sacred role

My mother is… my soul.