A Symphony of Her Love

At the start of my life, the first person I saw was her face,

Ever since then, she has filled my life with grace.

Her gentle hands, a tender caress,

The world reflected in her face.

Her eyes, a haven in the night,

Shining softly with a spark in her eye.

She fills with confidence everywhere I go,

Her love is more than can be told.

She weaves her love in daily threads,

Through simple words and homemade breads.

With every hug and every tear,

She casts away our fear.

Her strength, a rock when tides are high,

Her courage lifts up the sky.

In gardens, where her heart does tend,

Each bloom is a testament, my friend.

So here's to her, a guiding star,

Who made us all the ones who we are.

With boundless love and gentle sway,

We celebrate her every day.