For a mother's love is fashioned, After God's enduring love, It is endless and unfailing, Like the love of Him above.

Peace on earth will come to stay, When we live Christmas every day.

A wee bit of heaven drifted down from above, a handful of happiness, a heart full of love.

A mother's love is like a beacon, Burning bright with Faith and Prayer, And through the changing scenes of life, We can find a haven there.

You cannot change reality, but you can control the manner in which you look at things. Your attitude is under your own control. Weed out the negative and focus on the positive!

Time is not measured by the years that you live But by the deeds that you do and the joy that you give- And each day as it comes brings a chance to each one To love to the fullest, leaving nothing undone That would brighten the life or lighten the load Of some weary traveler lost on Life's Road- So what does it matter how long we may live If as long as we live we unselfishly give.

A mother's love is like a fortress, And we seek protection there, When the waves of tribulation, Seem to drown us in despair.