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Al Jaliyya: This Is Not the Girl I Know

I remember a little girl; Beautiful and brilliant. Growing up with her was fun, I was the big sis after all. I remember when you had that fall The one where your chin had to be stitched, I cried and hurt so bad While you bore the pains and I watched helpless. I actually felt like hurting the nurse too, That was how much I couldn't bear To see you in pain or in tears. But you were brave through it all; even stronger than I was. Twenty years later; Not one lesser, not two more I find not the girl I remember But a woman, stronger and braver. You were beautiful; but now more, You were kind, smart and dutiful And now those words do justice to your person no more They're simply understatements! Oh Hudallah! Mother of Abdullah Offspring of Thaoban and Hannah May your life be filled with hudha Llah This woman I now know The one who was a girl I knew Is not the girl I know This, is but a woman I admire! ©NobleHeart (Mar'yam Thaoban) *hudha Llah in L4S6 above means God's guidance.

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