Her love is a shelter, a steady bright flame,
That whispers in darkness and calls us by name.
A timeless devotion, more precious than gold,
That comforts our souls when the winter turns cold.
Through seasons of sorrows and youths fleeting days,
She guides every footprint and guards all our ways.
No distance can can alter the vows she will keep,
To watch through the midnight while weary eyes sleep.
Through the years vanish and autumn winds blow,
The warmth of her spirit continues to glow.
An anchor of safety where stormy seas roll,
The quietest haven that nurtures the soul.
Her hands hold wisdom, lessons deep learned,
The gentlest of answers when patience is earned.
A beautiful fortress that time cannot shake,
Built pure from choices and blessings she’d make!
October 2026
