In the cradle of her arms, love unfurls,
A mother's joy, the universe swirls.
Each gentle touch, each tender kiss,
A symphony of love, pure and bliss.
Through every giggle, every cry,
She stands by, never passing by.
In the dance of life, hand in hand,
A bond eternal, forever planned.
Through whispered secrets, shared in glee,
A treasure trove of memories, just we three.
In laughter's echo, hearts entwine,
A mother's love, an endless sign.
But time's relentless march takes flight,
Her daughter grown, into the light.
With tearful eyes, she lets her go,
Her love a river, in its flow.
Lonely nights, in silence spent,
A mother's heart, with love unbent.
Her laughter fades, her smile worn thin,
Her daughter's laughter, her only kin.
Yet in the quiet, she finds her grace,
A mother's love, in every space.
For though apart, they're never far,
Their love a beacon, like a guiding star.
So let the tears, like raindrops fall,
A mother's love, the greatest of all.
Through every joy, through every pain,
Their bond unbroken, a forever chain.
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