In the gentle embrace of my mother's warm touch,
I find solace and love that means so much.
Her hands, like a blanket, soft and kind,
Wrap around my heart and ease my mind.

With every stroke, a melody of care,
A symphony of love that fills the air.
Her touch, a healing balm for every pain,
Washing away worries like drops of rain.

In her embrace, I find my sanctuary,
A haven of peace, a place to be free.
Her touch speaks volumes without a word,
A language of love that's always heard.

Through laughter and tears, through joy and sorrow,
Her touch remains constant, today and tomorrow.
For in the warmth of her loving embrace,
I find the strength to navigate life's maze.

So here's to my mom, with her touch so warm,
A guiding light through every storm.
In her arms, I find my home,
A place where love will always roam.
© boyon12
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