Mother Beloved!

Upon your being heavenly kissed by the Angel of Death
the sun set in my life
only to be followed by a long night of bereavement. Alas, with the passing of time
a reluctant dawn gently soothes away
the stillness and silence of the night. With yesterday being of remembrance in the calendar of my life
may the Glory of Truth forever shine upon you
till that time in eternity
when we will once again be reunited before our Creator.

by Muhammed Jabbar (jihad)

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