For each time you smile you will find it's true somebody, somewhere, will smile back at you.

When you ask God for a gift, Be thankful if he sends, Not diamonds, pearls or riches, but the love of real true friends.

No matter how steep the mountain - the Lord is going to climb it with 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.

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

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

God, teach me to be patient, teach me to go slow