In the quiet dawn, a gentle sigh, A heart awakens, the day draws nigh.

With tender hands and a loving gaze, She weaves her magic in myriad ways.

Her arms, a haven, where worries cease, A soothing balm that brings sweet peace.

Through sleepless nights and whispered fears, She cradles dreams, she dries the tears.

Her laughter dance like sunlight’s gleam, A melody woven through every dream.

In her embrace, the world feels whole, A fortress built from love a nurturing soul.

With strength like mountains, she stands so tall, Through storms of life, she’ll never fall.

Her wisdom flows like a river wide, guiding the lost, a constant guide.

She teaches grace in a world so wild, In every struggle, she’s the brave child.

With every sacrifice, she plants her seed, A garden of hope, where love will lead.

So here’s to the mothers, the fierce and the kind, The quiet warriors, with hearts aligned.

In every heart beat, in every sigh,

A tribute to mothers, who reach for the sky.

About The Poet

Maitha Almheiri enjoys communicating and interacting with people. She is a passionate individual who values connection and collaboration.