Blessed am I that you have been chosen as my mother
With every action with love you do smother
How is it that even though with the difficulty that you bore me
Not once did you ask of me not the slightest of fee
No doubt strict you were and never short of a rule
But learn I had to as certainly you were to me a school
Today you have reached yet another milestone
And still an opportunity for my disobedience to atone
Now, My Lord knows, how I wish to you I was an ideal son
So I offer to make amends and pray you reach a ton
And judging by your good health I pray it’s really so
Having you is like having a river of blessing that flow
I say these words being fortunate still to have a mother
And not a chance that I could ever swop you for another
As much as you have done for me I have a request
Since by my Lord the prayer of a mother is always blessed
Please, o please forgive me for whatever I did that made you sad
And I urge you pray to our Lord that He erases all my bad
In turn, daily with every opportunity, I continue to pray
That ultimately that you be granted paradise as a place to stay
Before then that He grants you good health and long life
Filled with much happiness and not an iota of strife
Mom, just for being Mom, how can I ever thank you
Mom I love you, I do I do I really really do
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The poet said: “The mother is a school: if you prepare her properly, you will prepare an entire people of good character, The mother is the first teacher, foremost among them, and the best of teachers.”
Diwan Hafiz Ibrahim, 282. Published by Dar al-Kutub al-Misriyyah.
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