Trying to Reconstruct the Exact Lyrics to a Song My Mother Used to Sing

Dear Delyara, A fragment of a melody has been circling my brain like a ghost all day, but I can’t seem to grasp the words. It was a song my mother used to hum when she was standing at the stove, back when the world felt safe and my biggest worry was whether it would rain before break time. I spent the evening trying to search for the fragments online, humming into my phone, but nothing came up. It made me realize how much of our personal history isn't recorded anywhere except in our fading memories. I’m going to keep humming it anyway, just to keep her voice alive in the quiet spaces of this flat.