In the quiet dance of time's embrace, Thank you, Mom, for love's soft trace. For bringing forth a life so small, With patient hands that caught my fall. Thank you for each weary night, For standing firm, my guiding light. For every tear you've brushed away, For lessons learned by light of day. In your shadow, strength I've found, In whispered words, love unbound. Now, wings unfurled in vastest sky, I soar, though near or far, I fly. A debt of love, words can't repay, In heart’s soft hum, I find my way. For every dawn, for every dusk, In whispered wind—"I love you"—trust.