In the fire’s embrace, a phoenix ascends,

As Motherhood blossoms, the tale never-ends.

She’s Proverbs 31 woman, steadfast and true,

With resilience and grace, she charts life’s view.

From Eve, the mother of old, in Eden’s fold,

To Hannah, whose prayers in God’s arms hold.

Ruth’s loyalty, Esther’s courage in gold,

Their legacies of love and faith are forever told.

Like Miriam, leading with a melody’s sway,

Deborah, the judge, guiding the way.

Mary, with a heart pure and sure,

Nurturing Jesus, love’s eternal allure.

Through every phase, from dawn’s first light,

A mother’s love beams, a beacon bright.

From restless nights to laughter’s flight,

In every moment, love takes flight.

To all the mommas who guide with wisdom’s glow,

Your love’s a treasure, a river’s flow.

In joy and grief, you stand tall and fair,

Your love, a compass, guiding with care.

So here’s to you, queen mothers, divine and dear,

With hearts of gold, dispelling fear.

In your embrace, our worth we see,

A testament to love’s jubilee.

Happy Mother’s Day, with love sincere,

For all you’ve been through and all you will bear.

May joy and peace fill every year,

For your love, is the world’s rarest heir.