In the arms of love, a blessed child is born,
Caressed by tenderness, from dusk till morn.
A mother's gentle touch, a precious embrace,
Guiding with wisdom, showering grace.

With eyes of wonder, innocence untamed,
The child explores a world yet unnamed.
Nurtured by love, in every step they tread,
Mother's blessings etched on paths ahead.

Through laughter and tears, through joy and pain,
The child finds solace in a mother's reign.
A beacon of light, a guiding star,
Shaping their journey, both near and far.

In the darkest nights, when shadows loom,
A mother's love pierces through the gloom.
Her voice like a lullaby, soothing and sweet,
Comforting the child, with each heartbeat.

Oh, blessed child, cherished and adored,
In your mother's eyes, you are forever restored.
May her love be your shield, her strength your guide,
As you navigate life's ever-changing tide.

And as you grow, remember her embrace,
For a mother's love leaves an eternal trace.
You are her masterpiece, a gift so wild,
Forever known as Mother's blessed child.

A mother's love, a sacred art,
A bond that never falls apart.

Her whispered words, like petals soft,
In our hearts, they stay aloft.

A mother's touch, a gentle breeze,
Bringing peace to troubled seas.

In her eyes, we find our worth,
A love that echoes since our birth.