In amber light, the stories glow,
A warmth that only love can show.
Gold whispers dance within each line,
A quiet grace, a touch divine.
 
A daughter’s gift, a mother’s throne,
In every stroke, the bond is shown.
A pen to crown the words you write,
With gentle strength, with heart, with light.
 
May every thought, each hope you send,
Begin and end with this dear friend.
For in your hand rests something true.

A little art, made just for you.