God is kind to me
When He send you
To teach me the word of Love
God is kind to me
When He placed me
In the sanctified womb
Close to your heart
And your heartbeats
Became the melody of mercy
Comforting me, caring for me
God is kind to me
When He fortifies you
To guide me, to be with me
Instilling me with the knowledge of Lord
Leading me to the path of God
God is kind to me
When He led you to me
To lit the candle
When darkness caging me
When fear grasping me
God is kind to me
When He cheered me
With a lovely smile
Crafted on your façade
Washing away
My sorrow and agony
God is kind to me
When He lends me
With His Mercy and Blessing
Through the blessed hands
Hugging me, warming me
When distress roared me
God is kind to me
When He taught me
To love you
To care for you
To always missing you
Oh my Kindest God
Tell me
How would I describe her affection
How do I enumerate her adoration
When You raise her rank
Next to Your Beautiful Name
Oh my Kindest God
Guide me, teach me
To love her, to care for her
As long as my soul and body
Are intertwined
"And We have enjoined upon man, to his parents, good
treatment. His mother carried him with hardship and gave birth to him with
hardship, and his gestation and weaning [period] is thirty months. [He grows]
until, when he reaches maturity and reaches [the age of] forty years, he says,
"My Lord, enable me to be grateful for Your favor which You have bestowed
upon me and upon my parents and to work righteousness of which You will approve
and make righteous for me my offspring. Indeed, I have repented to You, and
indeed, I am of the Muslims"
Quran; 46:15
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P.S.: 27 years ago, on this day, my mother gave birth to me. Thank you Allah, for lending her to me in this life and let us gather again in the eternal life, in our Home of Jannah.
P.S.S.: I still remember, when I was 5, my mother used to send me to the kindergarten, and I will cry out laud the moment she dropped me at the front door and turning back to go home.
P.S.S.: I still remember, when I was 5, my mother used to send me to the kindergarten, and I will cry out laud the moment she dropped me at the front door and turning back to go home.
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Written with the melody of Arwen'sVigil by the Piano Guys.
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