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That Unconditional Love
Gone are those caring loving hands that held me tenderly,
that helped me wade the stormy shores, oh so bravely,
The older you got the stronger and wiser you seemed to me
You read my hurt, my need you saw and treated me so gently
It was a mother and daughter bond that could, can never be torn
Sadly one day, when I was far away, the angels came, you were gone.
Wet eyes, pain numbed, I walked on stumbling as the years rolled by
I turned to God Almighty and with many a prayer I did sigh,
As into darkness I was plunged and felt this world I no longer could ride
Then came, four motherly angels, to dry the tears, that I could not hide.
They blossomed into beautiful flowers with sweetness so fragrant.
I see your smile my dearest mum, in their young face with strength abundant
Now, I stroll along life's journey, as they lend me their ears and words of love
God never fails us, as he showers the glory of his blessings from above.
Hand in hand, I move along with my girls, to face the dawn of every glorious morn.
Mothers they truly are, Melina, Nadi, Firasa and Marie with dignity I move on!
Daughters are sisters and friends and become our dearest mothers till the end
The precious gift making our day so starry in the darkest night and hearts do amend.
poem
by
Shirani Ibrahim
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