My mom … My mother My mother, my love – By Hossam Badrawi

My mom …
My mother
My mother, my love
Written by Hossam Badrawi
You are the gentle breeze around me,
The sound of music in my heart
And every one of us
Which we felt without interference,
We go there without invitation.
No pressure,
We see her love strengthening our relationships with each other.
And a link to the feelings of four successive generations in its embrace..
My mom,
You are a unique personality in Raqqa.
Tenderness, simplicity…
No two people in the family disagree that you are
The sweetest
And the most beautiful
Among all the girls and women of the family..
More than ninety-eight years
give us the same feeling,
With peace and tranquility,
We didn’t know any tension with you.
No anger,
We did not see any interference with privacy or preference
Give everyone your love
As if you were a flower in a garden all of your own making
It applies to all of us
Your basil
Your beauty, love and affection
Even when you left life, you were a breath of peace
And you have moved to your Lord, satisfied and satisfactory
Calmly and serenity
Thank you, Lord
May your blessings be upon us
With my mother.
You still live with us
Our prayers remain with you
And our love
And what remains of you
An unparalleled legacy of the beauty of your presence among us.
Happy Mother’s Day
until
And you are in
Kingdom of heaven
May you be blessed with mercy and love
God
You were ours
Balm
And you made me
A better human being
your son
Hossam