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by Ali Abdul-Akbar

A mother’s love for her child

A mother’s love for her child, a blessing from Allah which doesn’t die

 

Just the sight of the blessed child brings coolness to the mother’s eyes

 

Though giving birth to the baby brings the mother unbearable pain

 

 The daily sleep from mothers body is sacrificed and drained

 

She gets up in the middle of night distraught and distressed

 

Yet love for her blessed child she won’t deny but always confess

 

The mother’s hungry and tired working long and hard days

 

Just to see her child eat, her need for food and rest fades

 

Allah brings the mothers and child’s heart together to join as one

 

As the mother smiles and laugh’s, for her child to play and have fun

 

If the child is unwise, despised by the world as a thief or thug

 

It’s the mother who will open up her arms to her precious son with love

 

So many nights the child spends asleep with no care in this worldly life

 

As the mother stays up watching with care not wanting to leave its sight

 

Meet one who no longer has there mother, because of her life lost

 

They would do anything to gain back time, or a second at any cost

 

We must return our love and devotion it’s our beloved prophet’s plea

 

The entrance to the gardens of jannah lie beneath our mother’s feet.

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