“Heaven liveth at the feet of mothers” –Prophet Muhammad (p.b.u.h.)

My Precious:

Sometimes,

I wonder how love can be so pure and beautiful.

You see my mother taught me how to love.

She inspires me.

She supports me.

And tells me I can do anything as long as I put my mind to it.

She wants me to be amazing.

She is always there to comfort me, when all is amiss.

And she hugs me when my heart is breaking.

And when the light is fading, she is there to brighten my life.

And even when she’s blue she smiles and promises everything will be okay.

She says that the pristine raindrops will wash away the pain.

She works so hard so that I can have a happy life.

She is the happiness in my life.

And when she holds my hand, I feel protected.

She hugs me and tells me she loves me: the world is perfect.

She talks to me when no one else will.

She knows I talk a lot, but she cares enough to listen.

She listens to my worries.

And,

My countless stories.

She wants to hear my opinion.

She laughs at my jokes even when they aren’t funny.

She continues to love me even when I become annoying.

She knows how to make me smile.

She reads my stories.

She reads me.

She remembers every detail in my life because it’s the little things that make all the difference.

And she tells me that: all good things come to those who wait.

She teaches me to be patient.

She tells me to live my dreams.

She reminds me that I should

Remember,

And Thank God,

For everything in my life.

She’s special.

She’s the best.

My heart feels content.

She is a flower blossoming.

She is sweet and kind.

She is more than a blessing in my life.

She’s wonderful, patient, lovely, strong and true: my mom.

My mother is amazing, and yours is too.

Tell your mother you love them.

There are no words that can describe the love.

This love that is so pure and beautiful.

So all I can do is love her with all my capacity.

With all of me,

forever.

“Mother: the most beautiful word on the lips of mankind.” Kahlil Gibran