M — is for the million things she gives me.
O — means only that she’s soft to hold.
T — for the things she tries to teach me.
H — is for her heart of purest gold.
E — for her eyes with love light shining.
R — means right and right she’ll always be.

God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers.

M is for the million things she gave me,
O means only that she’s growing old,
T is for the tears she shed to save me,
H is for her heart of purest gold,
E is for her eyes, with love-light shining,
R means right, and right she’ll always be.

If I have never said thank you for bringing me into the world I’d like to do that now.

If I had a flower for each time I thought of My Mother, I could walk in my garden forever.

A mother understands what a child does not say.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness. (Honore de Balzac)

No gift to your mother can ever equal her gift to you, life.

Nobody knows of the work it makes,
To keep the home together.
Nobody knows of the steps it takes,
Nobody knows-but Mother.

Once upon a memory
Someone wiped away a tear
Held me close and loved me,
Thank you, Mother dear.