Sometimes the strength of motherhood is greater than natural laws.
MOTHER IS WATER I wish I could Shower your head with flowers And anoint your feet with my tears, For I know I have caused you So much heartache, frustration and despair – Throughout my youthful years. I wish I could give you The remainder of my life To add to yours, Or simply erase The lines on your face, And mend all that has been torn. For next to God, You are the fire That has given light To the flame in each of my eyes. You are the fountain That nourished my growth, And from your chalice – Gave me life. Without the wetness of your love, The fragrance of your water, Or the trickling sounds of Your voice, I shall always feel thirsty.
Remember and honor our Mothers always in the spiritual and physical realms.
I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.
Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.
The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart.
It may be possible to gild pure gold, but who can make his mother more beautiful?
My dear Mama, you are definitely the hen who hatched a famous duck.
Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Motherhood is... difficult and... rewarding.