Majdoleen (Maggie) Sukayri
In the ether, but still you live in me.
Constantly I see what our day would have been
We have a small and cozy home,
You're sitting here with me.
Blowing out the 59 candles on your cake
On this special day, I would only think of one thing
As a gift, from daughter to mother.
My long days of labor finally have meaning,