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

Comfort comes from knowing that people have made the same journey. And solace comes from understanding how others have learned to sing again.

A 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. It is patient and forgiving when all others are forsaking, And it never fails or falters even though the heart is breaking.

God grant me courage and hope for everyday, faith to guide me along my way, understanding and wisdom, too, and grace to accept what life gives me to do.

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

There's always a tomorrow and the hope of something new.

And when the home is filled with love you'll always find God spoken of