To my beautiful son,
who made me tremble,
Question and fumble.
Try and fall
fall and rise again.
He is my boss, my teacher…
Teaching me how to become a true teacher.
He is a mirror to my faults
He is the beacon to my triumphs.
May Allah Protect you and Make you such that He would be Pleased.
I try but fail, yet as I fall, He Shows me the rainbow in my clouds.
Allah, Nurture him such that his Nature will shine.
Save him from my flaws and weaknesses.