“From the First Heartbeat to Forever: A Mother’s Love” on YouTube
Before the world had met your face,
She loved you in that sacred space—
Where tiny kicks and whispered dreams
Wove hopes into her future schemes.
Within her heart, a steady beat,
Matched yours in quiet, soft repeat.
No words were said, no vows were sworn,
Yet love was written, and you were born.
She didn’t need to see a face
To love with warmth and endless grace.
The moment life began to stir,
The world forever shifted for her.
Her heart began to beat in two—
One part for her, one part for you.
Each flutter, kick, and tiny turn
Lit fires only love could burn.
She spoke to skies, she sang to stars,
She dreamed of holding what was ours.
She built a life with gentle hands,
And offered all without demands.
She bore the weight with quiet pride,
Her hopes, her fears, she tucked inside.
Yet in her eyes, a softer light—
The glow of love that made her bright.
She kissed your cheek before you came,
And whispered low your sacred name.
She’d give her breath to help you thrive,
Her only dream: to keep you alive.
Through every sleepless, aching night,
She rocked the dark and held the light.
She soothed your tears before her own,
And built a world with love alone.
She gave, and gave, then gave once more,
From soul to skin, from heart to core.
A kindness deep, a touch so true,
That time could never quite undo.
She watched you grow, she stepped aside,
With teary joy and quiet pride.
For though you left to find your way,
Her love walked with you every day.
She changed and yet remained the same—
Still soft, still strong, still love’s pure flame.
Her hugs could mend what life would break,
Her laugh could calm a world of ache.
And now you see her aging face,
The lines that time could not erase.
Each wrinkle tells a tender part
Of how she led you with her heart.
She is the soul you can’t outgrow,
The safest place you’ll ever know.
Her love’s not bound by space or time—
It echoes on, a holy rhyme.
So honor her with all you do—
The love she poured still lives in you.
From first soft beat to breathless sigh,
A mother’s love will never die.
Happy Mother’s Day
“Desde el Primer Latido hasta Siempre:
un poema para el Día de la Madre” on YouTube
Antes de que el mundo viera tu cara,
Ella ya te amaba en calma sagrada—
Donde pataditas y sueños callados
Tejían esperanzas en sus cuidados.
Dentro de su pecho, un ritmo constante,
Se unía al tuyo, suave y vibrante.
Sin juramentos, sin decir nada,
El amor nació, y tú con su mirada.
Te sostuvo en noches sin dormir,
Fue estrella y guía para tu porvenir.
Con cada lágrima y cada canción,
Te enseñó a volar con el corazón.
Dio y dio, y volvió a dar,
Con fuerza callada, sin titubear.
Las comidas, curitas, y vítores fieles—
Momentos envueltos en años tan nobles.
Su voz, la calma en la tempestad.
Sus manos, puro gesto de bondad.
Sin mapa, sin guion—solo intuición,
Siempre guiada por el corazón.
Y mientras crecías, creció contigo,
Su rol cambió con cada abrigo—
De arreglar juguetes a calmar temores,
De infante a joven con mil colores.
Su amor, sin límite ni estación,
Resuena aún en tu superación.
A través del tiempo, su luz persiste,
Un fuego sereno que nunca se extingue.
Y hoy la ves con nuevos ojos,
Gratitud brotando en mil antojos.
Sus enseñanzas florecen en ti,
Un legado que te hace sentir.
El amor materno, firme y gentil,
Deja huellas que duran sin fin.
Construye, abraza, libera, une—
Raíz profunda, como árbol que une.
Hoy que celebremos con el corazón,
A quien ama sin condición—
Cuyo cuidado es vasto como el mar,
Y cuyo amor te enseñó a amar.
Porque desde el primer latido hasta hoy,
Su amor perdura, sin que se desoy.
Una luz eterna, un mar sin fin,
El alma de quien tú llegaste a ser por fin.
¡ Feliz Día de la Madre!
