The Mother & The Son

In the quiet of the night,

A soft lullaby takes flight,

A mother whispers gentle dreams,

Binding love in silver beams.

Through the years, hand in hand,

Guiding steps on shifting sand,

With every scrape and every fall,

Her strength becomes his greatest call.

She teaches him to stand up tall,

To rise again when shadows fall,

With every lesson, every sigh,

She shows him how to reach the sky.

As seasons change and time rolls on,

The son grows strong, the mother’s song,

Yet in his heart, forever stays,

The warmth of love in countless ways.

No matter how far he may roam,

In every heartbeat, he finds home,

For in her eyes, he’ll always see,

The bonds of love that set him free.