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.

(written by Ali Abdul Akbar)

sent by my sister, Sumayyah..

Semalam, the first night yang tak dapat tido...baby nangis the whole night sampai subuh..kalah oncall...