Lily, My Guiding Light

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In the garden of life, so gentle and true,
There blossoms a flower, in radiant hue.
Not just in name, but in heart and in grace,
A mother so kind, love lights up her face.

She lifts me up when I feel small,
Sees my light when I see none at all.
No shadow of doubt, no line in her love,
She holds us all like the sky holds the dove.

A teacher by trade, but a mother at heart,
Guiding young souls, playing her part.
With wisdom so deep and kindness so wide,
She nurtures with warmth, like the sun at her side.

December she shines, a candle so bright,
November I came, in her soft, loving light.
Forever her child, forever her grace,
Forever she stands, my safest place.