Mom,

A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, but his mother the longest. There has never been, nor will there ever be, anything quite so special as the love between the mother and a son.
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. My mother is my root, my foundation. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind, You may have tangible wealth untold; Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be. I had a mother who read to me
Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.
Mama forgive me for my mistakes