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Mother
"Una buona mamma vale cento maestre."
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Meaning: A good mother is worth a hundred teachers.
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~ Italian Saying
moth·er
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(noun) a woman in relation to her child or children.
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(verb) to bring up (a child) with care and affection.
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A Special Person
There is no love like a mother's love,
no stronger bond on earth
Like the precious bond that comes from God,
to a mother when she gives birth.
"Mia Madre" with
eyes so warm,
and haloed by golden spires . . .
A precious life within her arms;
a mother's passion now set afire . . .
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To My Mother
by Edgar Allan Poe
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The angels, whispering to one another,
Can find, among their burning terms of love,
None so devotional as that of “Mother”
"Mom's Essentials"
fill our kitchen;
a gathering place for all . . .
We cook and chat
about many things;
our family protocol . . .
My Mother's Garden
by Anonymous
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My Mother kept a garden,
a garden of the heart,
She planted all the good things
that gave my life it's start.
She turned me to the sunshine
and encouraged me to dream,
Fostering and nurturing
the seeds of self-esteem...
And when the winds and rain came,
she protected me enough-
But not too much because she knew
I'd need to stand up strong and tough.
Her constant good example
always taught me right from wrong-
Markers for my pathway
that will last a lifetime long.
I am my Mother's garden.
I am her legacy-
And I hope today she feels the love
reflected back from me
"Read It Again, Mommy!"
we shout and cry,
when we get tucked in . . .
The stories read by
our mom for sweet dreams
and to peak our imagination . . .
"An Afternoon Together"
is how we spend our time . . .
A picnic lunch in the meadow,
and maybe a tree to climb . . .
"A Precious Moment with Mother"
is what I remember most . . .
Gathering 'round her,
'cause mom's the
perfect host . . .
A Mother's Gift
by Janette Fisher
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From the very first time, you hold your child
Their first gift is your heart forever,
The love you give and they return
Is the bond that will hold you together
Throughout their life, your love will be
A light that guides their way
The beacon aglow in the darkness
Should they ever go astray
Your love will give them courage
When the way ahead is unclear
And will give them strength, when needed
To help overcome their fears
Your love will accept them for who they are
Whatever they say or do,
Your love will forgive unreservedly
Because they are a part of you
It's a love that will know no barriers
Have no bounds, no expectations
Your love will be unconditional,
Pure, with no complications
A love that remains as constant
As the stars in the heaven above
A gift no money on earth can buy,
The gift of a mother's love.
A "Cameo of Love"
is what a mother is . . .
Her image indelibly carved
within my mind, for which
no words can do justice.
