Fruit of Womb
A precious flower that
dazzles the eyes of mother
Sweeter than the fruit on a pine tree;
Diamond ornament of human life
If you have a son like a sun
Who brightens your days with his smile,
Cherish him more than the gold
For he is priceless than itself
If yours is a moon in the body of a daughter
Who baths your nights with enormous lights of their dreams
Embrace them with your warm hearts;
Lead them to the path of gratitude
They are the fruits sprouted from your wombs,
Preserve them from being pested by the society pests.
D. O Ismail.
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