O’ Snyya! My darling,
noisy little lark
Cheerful and chatty,
you want an early morning start,
I say: ‘Go to sleep
hun, it’s still very dark’.
You came to us, as a
memorable gift.
Hamza sensed your
absence, while playing in the park.
How easily you filled
that big question mark.
Can still remember,
the day you were born
So fair and
beautiful, mirroring an angel
Your father was proud
and I sublime,
You surely raised our
beauty benchmark.
We feel so blessed to
have you dear
Your brother, yet
another
Whose love is a hallmark.
I pray for you, and
your golden future.
My Rain after dry
weather and Sunshine after night's stark
You'll shine like a
Star, not just a spark.
(Samima Shah-Faheem)
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