O Look!
The beautiful flowers have finally blossomed under her sunlight from above
Their stalks have grown tall, a brilliant green
And their petals now glisten like pearls
And their pollen is in abundance
And their leaves oh so perfectly round as to catch the falling raindrops as they pitter patter around them
It is she who touches their souls and makes them thrive
No flower like me could ever reach such heights without the warm bright light of her
And I ask myself – who gave us such strength and courage to grow and flourish like this?
But of course!
The Light of my life,
The greatest gift Allah could ever give,
My Mother ❤

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