One of the strongest loves I’ve ever witnessed is the love a mother has for her child.

My mother does not own my hands, though she works hard to train them.
My mother does not own my eyes, though she frequently directs their focus.
My mother does not own my mind, though she yields great influence upon it.
My heart, however, she owns completely, for it was hers the day I was born.

Mothers observe all, absorb all,
give all, forgive all,
offer all, suffer all,
feel all, heal all,
hope for all, pray for all.
But most of all,
Mothers love always.

MOTHERS
Measuring
Out
Their
Highest
Efforts
Rearing
Souls

I stumble and fall.
I weep and struggle to rise.
My mom feels it all.

Love is the ultimate no-calorie sweetener.