A mother kneels in prayer in the calm of the morning,
asking for strength for the day ahead of her.
Her heart is a haven where love and faith coexist.
She performs a gospel tune and a timeless, revered rhyme.
Mary, our beloved mother,
you are an inspiration to us;
you bear the weight of life's challenges with unshakable grace.
As a shelter from life's storms and a vessel of God's love,
you gave birth to the Saviour and held Him in your arms.
Similar like Hannah,
who yearned for her own son,
A faith seed sown in a mother's longing heart.
She tends to dreams, speaks of divine promises,
and points small hands in the direction of heaven's plan.
With the warmth of the kitchen,
she bakes love into bread.
Her table, continually spread,
fed the spirits that were hungry.
Her lullabies are like a gospel hymn that never fades,
echoing Psalms and comforting troubled souls with the love of a mother.
With arms wide open,
I salute you, dear mother.
Your sacrifice is a monument to your unwavering love.
May you have happy days, a glistening heart,
and a mothers gospel melody that never stops flowing.
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