Who fed me from her gentle breast.
And hushed me in her arms to rest,
And on my cheek sweet kisses prest?
Mother - that was the bank where we deposited all our hurts and worries.
God could not be everywhere and therefore he made mothers.
A mom's hug lasts long after she lets go.
Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.
Mother love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible.
A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest.
A mother's heart is a patchwork of love.
Mothers hold their children's hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.