In the realm of love, where bonds are spun,
A mother’s heart, a radiant sun.
With hands that cradle, tender and kind,
Her sterling qualities, a treasure to find.
In the quiet dawn or twilight’s embrace,
A mother’s love, a constant grace.
Endless patience, a gentle guide,
In her embrace, fears subside.
A lullaby whispered in the hush,
A soothing balm in the heart’s crush.
Through sleepless nights and endless days,
Her love illuminates in countless ways.
Strength in softness, a paradox rare,
In every trial, she’s always there.
A fortress of love, unwavering and true,
Her enduring spirit, a vibrant hue.
In laughter shared and tears wiped away,
A mother’s love, an eternal ray.
Forgiveness blooming in her gaze,
Her wisdom guiding in life’s maze.
Through scraped knees and broken dreams,
A beacon of hope, she redeems.
Unseen sacrifices, a silent art,
A masterpiece painted from the heart.
In the garden of life, she sows,
Seeds of kindness that eternally grow.
Her legacy, a tale of love’s sweet tether,
Oh, the sterling qualities of the African mother.
