💖 My Mother, My World 💖 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐚

She doesn’t count the hours she gives,
She simply loves—that’s how she lives.
In tired hands and sleepless nights,
She turns my darkness into light.

Her smile hides every silent pain,
She stands like sunshine after rain.
Even when the world feels cold and gray,
She makes it warm in her own way.

She never asks for anything in return,
Yet for me, she always burns—
Like a lamp that never fades away,
Guiding me through every day.

Her voice is soft, her heart so wide,
She keeps my fears all deep inside.
When I fall, she lifts me high,
Like the strongest wings that never die.

No gold, no diamond, no worldly fame,
Can match the power of her name.
“Mumma” is more than just a word—
It’s the purest love I’ve ever heard.

If God ever asks what heaven means to me,
I’ll simply say: My mother is key. ❤️