In the tapestry of daylight she weaves, Threads of strength that no shadow conceives, Her hands, artisans of tender grace, Craft worlds anew with each soft embrace. Selfless love, like the ocean's deep, In her heart where compassion keeps, She gives and gives, like rivers' flow, Nurturing all who reap and sow. A diligent spirit, tireless and true, Her eyes reflect a sky of endless blue, Toiling with a song that only she knows, In quiet labor, her passion grows. With every sunrise, her essence gleams, A mosaic of fire and gentle dreams, My love, a beacon, fiercely bright, Guiding me through the darkest night.