I'm not what you believe
It was like a dream at the opened eyes,
a sweet feeling of warm in my heart ran down
when I saw you for the first time.
I was sure that you were real only when I tighted you in my arms.
For each moment I spent for you,
there is a little part of me which regrets
when you were little.
I reflect my eyes in yours and make a jump in the past
every time I see you smiling with your innocence
and how with you tenderly give me a hug or a kiss,
and in myself I think that it's too beautiful to be true,
but Allah blessed me giving to me you,light of my eyes.
dedicated to my children malika,amina and imran