In a world that spins and sways,
With shadows creeping, nights and days,
There's a light that never fades,
A gentle heart, a love that stays.
With every tear, she wipes away,
A warrior's heart begins to play,
Through storms and trials, they will see,
The roots of strength, she planted deep.
She whispers dreams into the night,
A lullaby that feels so right,
Her tender hands, a guiding grace,
In every challenge, they embrace.
With every tear, she wipes away,
A warrior's heart begins to play,
Through storms and trials, they will see,
The roots of strength, she planted deep.
And when the road feels dark and long,
Her voice, a melody, a song,
Reminding them they're never alone,
In every heartbeat, love has grown.
With every tear, she wipes away,
A warrior's heart begins to play,
Through storms and trials, they will see,
The roots of strength, she planted deep.
So let them rise, let them be free,
A shining soul, a legacy,
For in the love that mothers share,
A child grows strong, beyond compare.