The Name - Poem by Jilani Kamran
Asked my daughter:
Dad! What is the name of my country?
I need the name, you know
for my map of geography.
I said: My daughter!
you may, if you like
write on the map
the good name of your mother.
Thus whenever you
will look at your mother
the name of your country too!
(translated from Urdu by Saleem Agha Qazilbash)
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