A mother’s love is like a fortress, And we seek protection there, When the waves of tribulation, Seem to drown us in despair.
The way to real growth is not to become more powerful or more famous, but to become more human and more tolerant.
Precious and priceless, so lovable, too; The world’s sweetest miracle, baby, is you.
Never borrow sorrow from tomorrow.
A Mother’s love is something that no one can explain, It is made of deep devotion and of sacrifice and pain, It is endless and unselfish and enduring come what may For nothing can destroy it or take that love away.
It takes a Mother’s Love to make a house a home, a place to be remembered, no matter where we roam.
A mother’s love is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, it never fails or falters, even though the heart is breaking.
Once I’ve met someone, the years cannot erase, the memory of a pleasant word or a friendly face.
A wee bit of heaven drifted down from above, a handful of happiness, a heart full of love.
Today be happy with what you have – not discontent with what you don’t have.
Stop wishing for things you complain you have not, and start making the best of all that you’ve got.
A mother’s love is like an island, In life’s ocean vast and wide, A peaceful, quiet shelter, From the restless, rising tide.
There’s always a tomorrow and the hope of something new.
The comfort and sweetness of peace.
For a mother’s love is fashioned, After God’s enduring love, It is endless and unfailing, Like the love of Him above.
A mother’s love is a sanctuary, Where our soul can find sweet rest, From the struggle and the tension, Of life’s fast and futile quest.
For each time you smile you will find it’s true somebody, somewhere, will smile back at you.
A mother’s love is like a tower, Rising far above the crowd, And her smile is like the sunshine, Breaking through a threatening cloud.
God, teach me to be patient, teach me to go slow.
And when the home is filled with love you’ll always find God spoken of.