In the gentle dawn of Mother's Day, Brooke stands tall in love's array, Her heart, a shield, both fierce and bright, Guarding Bryson and Sadie through day and night. Her voice, a beacon from the crowd, Echoes strong—a promise vowed, In every shout, in every cheer, Her love rings loud, wiping away fear. With every scream from loyal stands, She weaves a bond that life demands, A tapestry of faith and care, A mother's love beyond compare. For Bryson, Sadie, in her eyes, Are stars that light her endless skies, On Mother's Day, her heart proclaims, Their lives are written in the same.