Death at a Mother's Arm by : Habeeb Ibraheem
Uselessly she sat & held
That kid she motherly addressed.
Rubbing kinder than silk
With warm hands she did stroke
"Mother our fruits & orchard".
In vain she looked & closed
His eyes on a bloodless face .
The spirit ascended so high
To leave the body cold :
A mere carcass of a pale face .
Untold bitterness was eminent to flow
As tears & screams to …………………… blow
To rest the chocked soul ,
The wounded heart to heal .
Oh ! May God rest yours so close
To angels that dearly receive yours.
Heaven I hope to be my share
Good deeds and goodness if I bear .
"Son of my unseen ________________ hopes
You so dearly bid me farewell
Death snatched you fully potent.
You laid restfully aghast .
Farewell …. Once again ….. Dear …. Farewell][/
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