Bless us Lord, this Christmas, with quietness of mind; Teach us to be patient and always to be kind.
Helen Steiner RiceA 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
Helen Steiner RiceAfter the clouds, the sunshine; after the winter, the spring; after the shower, the rainbow; for life is a changeable thing. After the night, the morning, bidding all darkness cease, after life's cares and sorrows, the comfort and sweetness of peace.
Helen Steiner Rice