My mother had handed down respect for the possibilities...and the will to grasp them.
Some are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same.
M-O-T-H-E-RM 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, Put them all together, they spell MOTHER, A word that means the world to me.
You are your child's keeper until she's mature enough to keep herself.
My mom is a never-ending song in my heart of comfort, happiness and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always remember the tune.
The greater love is a mother's then comes a dog's then a sweetheart's.