GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN
Don't think of her as gone away, her journey's just begun,
Life holds so many facets , this earth is only one
Just think of her as resting, From the sorrows and the tears.
In a place of warmth and comfort, where there are no days and years
Think how she must be wishing, that we could know, today
Now nothing but our sadness, can really pass away.
And think of her as living, in the hearts of those she touched
For nothing loved is ever lost, and she is loved so very much!
~Anonymous
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The sweetest sounds to mortals given, are heard in mother, home, and heaven. ~William Goldsmith Brown
The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom. ~Henry Ward Beecher
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us;
when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. Washington Irving
The mother's heart is the child's schoolroom. ~Henry Ward Beecher
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us;
when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine, desert us when troubles thicken around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. Washington Irving

A mother's yearning feels the presence of the cherished child even in the degraded man. ~George Elliot

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