Poem on mom
In the realm of love and tender care, There blooms a soul so endlessly rare.
A beacon of light in the darkest of days, Her presence a blessing in countless ways.
Oh, dear mother, an embodiment of grace, With a heart that's a haven,
a warm embrace. From the moment of my very first breath, You've been my guide, my protector till death.
Your touch, so gentle, like a soothing breeze, Whispers of comfort, putting my heart at ease. Through triumphs and trials, you stood by my side, With unwavering love, you've been my guide.
In your eyes, I see an ocean of dreams, Unconditional love, like sun's radiant beams. You've sacrificed much, your desires set aside, To nurture my spirit, to help me stride.
You are the nurturer, the one who heals, With words of solace, my wounded heart she feels. In your warm embrace, troubles dissolve, A sanctuary of love where problems resolve.
Your wisdom, a treasure, beyond measure it goes, A fountain of knowledge, a beacon that shows. You've taught me resilience, to never give in, To cherish each moment, to embrace and begin.
Through stormy weather, you're my steady sail, Guiding me onward, through the fierce gale. You've instilled in me values, noble and grand, To lend a helping hand, to lend a listening ear, so understand.
Your love is the essence that fuels my soul, In times of despair, it makes me whole. Your laughter, a melody that brings joy, Your words, a symphony that none can destroy.
In your gentle gaze, I find strength anew, The belief you bestow, it makes dreams come true. With your faith as my compass, I fear no strife, For you've shown me the path to a meaningful life.
Oh, mother, your love is an eternal flame, A bond unbreakable, no matter life's game. With gratitude overflowing, my heart does sing, To honor the one who gave me everything.
So here's to you, my guiding star, My rock, my haven, no matter how far. In this ode to you, I strive to convey, My eternal love for you, every single day.
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