In the morning light, they'd sit and talk,
A mother and child, on their daily walk.
Her first best friend, her greatest pride,
A bond so deep, side by side.

The mother waited for her girl's arrival,
Eager for their chats, their love's revival.
Through every joy and every tear,
They faced the world, without fear.

In every storm, in every situation,
The mother stood firm, with pure dedication.
Sometimes the mother would act as a child,
And the girl, as a mom, so tender and mild.

They laughed together, and they cried,
Sharing dreams, side by side.
In moments big, in moments small,
Their strength together made them tall.

Hand in hand, they walked through life,
Mother and daughter, free from strife.
A love so pure, a bond so grand,
Together forever, hand in hand.