In the tapestry of life's embrace,
A mother's love, a sacred grace.
Through trials faced and burdens borne,
Her spirit shines, though beauty's form is worn.

With wrinkles etched upon her face,
A testament to time's relentless pace,
Her inner radiance never fades,
A beacon of love that never wavers.

Though illness casts its heavy toll,
Her heart remains a steadfast soul.
A fighter brave, she battles on,
With courage fierce, her strength shines strong.

In moments of despair and gloom,
She masks her pain, dispels the doom.
A smile she wears, though tears may fall,
For her child's sake, she stands tall.

Her thoughts revolve around her child,
Her dreams, her triumphs, one by one.
Success she yearns for her to find,
Her love, a guiding light, forever kind.

Oh, mother dear, your love profound,
A treasure rare, in you I've found.
Your sacrifices, oh, so great,
I vow to honor, early and late.

May your days be filled with peace and grace,
Your heart be light, your soul embrace.
For in your love, I find my way,
A beacon bright, come what may.


© Syed Musaib