With love & gratitude
Before the morning finds its light,
a mother's love is burning bright โ
a quiet fire, a steady flame,
that called us each by our own name.
She held the world when it felt small,
she caught us every time we'd fall,
her hands were gentle, strong, and true,
the safest place we ever knew.
In laughter shared and lessons learned,
in every grace so deeply earned,
she gave us roots to hold the ground
and wings to lift when we were bound.
No words are wide enough to say
how much you mean to us today โ
so we offer this, our hearts held near:
thank you for every single year.
To every mother โ fierce and kind,
the most extraordinary of humankind โ
today we celebrate your grace,
the love no one else could replace.