My Mother

My Mother 

we all had a Mother, Yes we did 

and some still have her, lucky indeed? 

she knows her rights, she knows her sit, 

a mothers love, oh isn't that sweet? 

she taught me fatiha, she told me my deeds 

OH how I love to kiss her feet 

Looking at her is like a everlasting dream 

a mothers love is the most seen, 

she loves her children, healthy or Ill 

she dont throw you out when you're broke and 18teen. 

the smile she shows you, is real and clean 

she is a good person, she is never mean. 

pray for her, even though she knows her diin 

may allah show them all siraad-Mustaqin. 

A mother for me is what I described 

I would love her, even if i never met her once or twice 

you are my mom, in my heart you are inscribed 

why dont I tell her this, am I showing pride? 

or maybe I just cant look at her and tell her the rhymes 

would I cry? or do i think action speaks louder then rhymes? 

I know I owe her everything in life 

she took care of me when I needed her as my guide 

she will never need any body, except allah) I will be by her side. 

I need her more now, then I needed her as a child 

cause my love for her grows more for every eye sight.

Najax Cabdulahi Sarsarey

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