Love is like magic and it always will be,
For love still remains life’s sweet mystery.
Love works in ways that are wondrous and strange,
And there’s nothing in life that love cannot change.
Love can transform the most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor and sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish, understanding, and kind,
For it sees with its heart and not with its mind.
Love gives and forgives; there is nothing too much
For love to heal with its magic touch.
Love is the language that every heart speaks,
For love is the one thing that every heart seeks.
And where there is love God, too, will abide
And bless the family residing inside.
Marriage is the union of two people in love,
And love is sheer magic, for it’s woven of
Gossamer dreams, enchantingly real,
That people in love are privileged to feel.
But the exquisite ecstasy that captures the heart
Of two people in love is just a small part
Of the beauty and wonder and miracle of
That growth and fulfillment and evolvement of love.
For only long years of living together
And caring and sharing in all kinds of weather
Both pleasure and pain, the glad and the sad,
Teardrops and laughter, the good and the bad
Can add new dimensions and lift love above
The rapturous ecstasies of falling in love.
For ecstasy passes, but it is replaced
By something much greater that cannot be defaced,
For what was in part has now become whole,
For on the wings of the flesh, love entered the soul.
A baby is a gift of life
born of the wonder of love—
A little bit of eternity
sent from the Father above,
Giving a new dimension to the love
between husband and wife
And putting an added new meaning
to the wonder and mystery of life.
If I knew the place where wishes come true,
That’s where I would go for my wish for you,
And I’d wish you all that you’re wishing for,
For no sister on earth deserves it more.
But trials and troubles come to us all,
For that’s the way we grow heaven-tall.
And my birthday prayer to our Father above
Is to keep you safe in His infinite love,
And we both know that gifts don’t mean much
Compared to our love and God’s blessed touch.
And now you’re Mrs. instead of Miss,
And you’ve sealed your wedding vows with a kiss.
Your future lies in your hands, my dear,
For it’s yours to mold from year to year.
God grant that you make it a beautiful thing,
With all of the blessings that marriage can bring.
May you and that fine, lucky man of your choice
Find daily new blessings to make you rejoice,
And year after year may you grow on together
Always finding a rainbow regardless of weather.
And when youthful charms have faded away,
May you look back with joy to your glad wedding day
And thank God for helping to make you a wife
Who discovered the blessings of a full, married life.
Mothers are special people
In a million different ways,
And merit loving compliments
And many words of praise,
For a mother’s aspiration
Is for her family’s success,
To make the family proud of her
And bring them happiness.
And like our heavenly Father,
She’s a patient, loving guide,
Someone we can count on
To be always on our side.
Dads are special people—
no home should be without—
For every family will agree
they’re so nice to have about.
They are a happy mixture of a small boy and a man,
And they’re very necessary in every family plan.
Sometimes they’re most demanding
and stern and firm and tough,
But underneath they’re soft as silk,
for this is just a bluff.
But in any kind of trouble Dad reaches out his hand,
And you can always count on him
to help and understand.
And while we do not praise Dad
as often as we should,
We love him and admire him,
and while that’s understood,
It’s only fair to emphasize
his importance and his worth,
For if there were no loving dads,
this would be a loveless earth.
In my eyes there lies no vision
But the sight of your dear face.
In my heart there is no feeling
But the warmth of your embrace.
In my mind there are no thoughts
But the thoughts of you, my dear.
In my soul no other longing
But just to have you near.
All my dreams were built around you
And I’ve come to know it’s true,
In my life there is no living
That is not a part of you.
The dearest gifts that heaven holds,
the very finest, too,
Were made into one pattern
that was perfect, sweet, and true.
The angels smiled, well pleased, and said,
“Compared to all the others,
This pattern is so wonderful,
let’s use it just for mothers!”
And through the years, a mother has
been all that’s sweet and good,
For there’s a bit of God and love
in all true motherhood.
With faith in each other and faith in the Lord
May your marriage be blessed
with love’s priceless reward.
For love that endures and makes life worth living
Is built on strong faith and unselfish giving.
So have faith, and the Lord
will guide both of you through
The glorious new life that is waiting for you.
It takes a mother’s love to make a house a home—
A place to be remembered no matter where we roam.
It takes a mother’s patience to bring a child up right
And her courage and her cheerfulness
to make a dark day bright.
It takes a mother’s thoughtfulness
to mend the heart’s deep hurts
And her skill and her endurance
It takes a mother’s kindness to forgive us when we err,
To sympathize in trouble,
and to bow her head in prayer.
It takes a mother’s wisdom to recognize our needs
And to give us reassurance by
her loving words and deeds.