In a small house, where the sun shines bright,
Lives a mother, full of love and light.
With tired hands, she works all day,
Cooking and caring in her own special way.

She wakes up early, before the dawn,
To make our meals, from dusk till morn.
With a smile on her face, and a heart so true,
She does all the things that mothers do.

When we fall down, she is there to hold,
With gentle words, her love is...