Her love, a flame that never wanes, Through stormy nights and golden days. A mother's heart, in joy or pain, Holds tight with fierce, unyielding grace. Her whispered prayers at dawn's first light, Her gentle touch through fevered dreams, She weaves her soul into the night, Her love a river, endless streams. No distance breaks, no time erodes, This bond that heaven's hand has spun. In every breath, her warmth bestows A love that greets each rising sun. Eternal as the stars above, Unfading through the years' long flight, A mother's undying, boundless love Is life's first spark, its guiding light. #MothersDay2025
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The truth is: every day is mother's day.. LOVE.

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