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 ]
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