One day, I will leave this world behind with smiles from all
the soul I've touched. That’s it. I don’t want any other. I miss my Mak saying
thanks in all awe I could give, and oh how I miss my Ayah smiling proud.
Tiring routine from dawn till dusk lessens the time I have
to cope with all the grunts, laughter and chores. I want more time.
I am loud; when I want the best for my family.
I am anxious; when I’m bearing the pain I saw my Mak
suffering.
I am worried; when I can’t imagine how my Ayah facing the
rain and scorching hot days.
I am overprotective; when I am not satisfied with the way
people treat my loved ones.
Only
prayers; one fine daughter I want to be rather than one fine lady.
Also one
fine companion I can be who holds future together in any wrecks and tears.
InshaaAllah. Aminn.
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