Mother's Day Ode

A mother's love is a celestial flame, Warming the hearts of those she claims, A selfless devotion, pure and true, A bond that's forged in sacrifice, anew. With tender touch, she guides our way, Nurturing our growth, night and day, Her love, a shelter from life's storm, A beacon of hope, a guiding form. The sacrifices she makes, unseen, The late nights, early mornings, serene, The tears she wipes, the fears she calms, The dreams she fosters, the hopes she balms. Her role, a masterpiece of might, Shaping futures, banishing the night, A heroine, unsung, yet divine, A mother's love, forever intertwined. In her arms, we find solace and peace, A haven from the world's wild release, Her love, a balm, that soothes our soul, A mother's heart, forever whole. This Mother's Day, we honor and praise, The mothers, who shape our days, Their love, a gift, that we hold dear, A treasure, precious, beyond compare.