In a world of fur, a pup so small,
With paws so soft and eyes that thrall,
A joyful soul, it skips and bounds,
A bundle of love that knows no bounds.
Through meadows green and fields of bloom,
The pup will chase each fragrant plume,
Its tail awag, its heart aglow,
A faithful friend, forever true.
Oh, Mum, your love's a wondrous thing,
A constant source of nurturing,
Your voice so soft, your touch so kind,
A sanctuary where I find peace of mind.
Your strength and wisdom, always there,
Guiding me through life's paths with care,
A beacon bright in times of gloom,
A shoulder strong to lean upon.
Beneath the azure skies of June,
Where whispers drift in sweet perfume,
A field of buttercups aglow,
A radiant sea of golden flow.
Their petals dance, a fluttering flight,
Catching sunbeams in their light,
A chorus of blooms in nature's grace,
A symphony of joy in every space.