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(A short poem)
Im sorry for the days that I couldn't say how much I loved you.
I was too busy then not knowing you're going through a lot. You have your hidden downfalls.
I hope, even at least, I can mend an inch of your shattered heart. The broken pieces of you.
The blessings that Allah has given me, I was arrogant that I failed to see that in you.
Forgive me for my lapses, I was busy struggling and fighting with myself.
You are not getting any younger, you're getting weaker each day.
Now you are sick and helpless, I can't barely stand to see you.
4 years are too much for me not to see you each day.
Now you are ill and even looking after you is harder than I thought, knowing I am away.
I pray, each day and night, may Allah grant you the highest place in Jannah where there is forever.
May Allah remove the tears in your eyes and replace it with a smile.
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