Family Poem by Ansa Hussain

After my birth, I was in my mothers hand
she nourishing me, she feed me,
she gives me the reasons to survive
she gives me the steps
to approach towards my goals,
she fights for me on every step.
she gives me the targets, to find my ways
she holds my hand and show me the reasons to live happily
All alone she work harder for me on every step
from beginning to ending of my student life and now the married life she guides me and trust me
now, its my turn to hold her, to give her strenghth
to give her reasons to smile and cheer
Mama i love you no matter what!
May Allah protects you from evil eyes.