My Asmaa - (Though She Is No More, Her Memory Shall Live On) - Poem by Ibrahim Bidu
I never loved anybody this much
I heard your first cries
Held you in my arms
Welcomed you into the world
With Adhan and Iqama
Held you close
Gave you your first kiss
Whispered into your cute little ears
Put dates on your lips
Watched as your sweet little tongue
Darted out to lick.
I nicknamed you my ‘tomboy'
Watched you wriggle out of cot
Roll over and struggle to raise your head
Impatient to see what's ahead
Even before you were two moons old.
You brought so much peace
Into my heart and life
It didn't matter I was without a job
Or at loggerheads with those in my world.
I was sooo devastated when you left
But I know it is for the best,
You were a gift and your owner took you
So you will be a more precious gift
On the day that we shall meet,
Your loss was the biggest blow
The biggest test I had to undergo
And I hope in your place I shall receive
Another who may never replace you
But I will use to fill this empty hole in my sole.
Thinking about you always brings tears to my eyes
It will take me long to overcome losing you!
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