My Daughter Snyya - Poem by Samima Shah
Snyya! my darling, noisy little lark
cheerful and chatty, you want an early morning start,
‘go to sleep hun', I say, ‘its still very dark'.
you came to us, as a memorable gift.
Hamza sensed your absence, playing alone in the park.
How easily you filled that big question mark.
Can still remember, the day you were born
So fair and beautiful, mirroring an angel
Your father was proud and I sublime,
You surley raised our beauty benchmark.
We feel so blessed to have you dear
Your brother, yet another
whose love is hallmark.
I pray for you, and your golden future.
my Rain after dry weather and Sunshine after night's stark
You'll shine like a Star, not just a spark.
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