Seyda Mint Sheikh, A Mother Plus

In the garden of memories, a bloom so divine. A mother's love, an eternal lifeline. Reading the holy book, a melody that dawdles on. She was holy and a saint like persona. Through her Guiding hands and a comforting embrace, So many greats emerge. Her absence, a longing I can’t negate. Because it’s painful, but pain is all I got. Through tear-stained skies and whispered prayer, Her spirit lingers, a presence rare. She was Loved, she was cherished and adored by all. A minute spent + her, a lifetime reverberations. The mother, the friend and the legendary Seyda Mint Sheikh (SMS). A President, A billionaire, A beggar, she don’t tell apart. She came, she lived, she thrived, all in a short story line. A love so pure, now in moments, she's gone. She was an inspiration to all, she was remarkably unique, she was a phenomenal woman. She raised me up like a father, loved me as mother and respected me like a leader. She was the greatest ever friend and a mother +, more importantly she was Seyda Mint Sheikh (SMS).