She rises, a beacon strong and bright,
A single mom, a warrior, battling through the night.
Her strength is like the mountains, her courage like the sea,
In her heart, a universe, of love and constancy.
She's the sun that never sets, the moon that's always new,
She's the star that's always shining, her love that is forever true.
She's the teacher, the healer, the listener, the guide,
In her, a universe of roles, seamlessly coincide.
She's the laughter in the morning, the lullaby at night,
The gentle hand that soothes a fever, the shield in every fight.
She's the architect of dreams, the weaver of each day,
A single mom, a heroine, in every single way.
Her days are filled with challenges, her nights with silent tears,
Yet she stands unwavering, bearing burdens she never shares.
She's the heart that keeps on giving, the soul that knows no rest,
A single mom, a goddess, simply being the best.
She's the compass in the chaos, the lighthouse in the storm,
In the coldest winter, she's the fire that keeps us warm.
She's the song in the silence, the hope in despair,
A single mom, an angel, with love beyond compare.
Her love is like a river, flowing deep and wide,
A single mom, a universe, with her child by her side.
Her name may be forgotten, her deeds may go unsung,
But in the heart of her child, she's forever young.
Remember her, the single mom, her story yet untold,
A tale of love and sacrifice, a spirit brave and bold.
She's more than just a title, more than what meets the eye,
A single mom, a universe, beneath the day she always the best
©audrey29
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