She stands like a tree — strong, quiet, and full of life. In her heart lives a little bird, and another rests gently on her head.
When her children are near, they nest in her heart, filling it with warmth and song.
But when they grow wings and fly away, the nest inside her empties…
and they settle in her thoughts instead.
A mother’s love never fades.
Even when her arms are empty, her mind and heart remain full —
forever carrying the weight of her children’s flight.