Time is Now
And when I needed help with my little ones, she was there for me.Today, we buried this wonderful woman. Can you imagine how I felt when I returned from the services and found a poem in her desk drawer written by my mom.
Love me now while I can know
From true affection flow
Do not wait until I am gone
Sweet words on ice-cold stone
If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now
If you wait until I am sleeping
So if you love me even a little bit
Let me know while I am living so that I can treasure it.
I never told her what she meant to me.
Worse yet, I did not treat her as she deserved to be.
I found time for everyone and everything
but never made time for her.
It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea and a hug
but my friends came first.
Would any of them have done for me
what my mother did, I know the answer.
When I called mom on the phone,
I was always in a hurry.
I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off.
I remember too, the times I could have included her and didn't.
Our children loved Grandma from the times they were babies.
They often turned to her for comfort and advice.
She understood them.
too short-tempered, too stingy with praise.
Grandma gave them unconditional love.
8 Comments:
At 9:20 am, vividentity said…
[en] Aslaam o Alaikum,
im reading all posts which i missed,
:)
Harris
At 12:33 pm, Anonymous said…
Assalamoalaykum w..w!
A beautiful show of emotions indeed!
At 3:21 pm, Nabeel said…
I stopped breathing and I was in tears when I was done reading it.May her soul rest in peace.
At 5:50 pm, افتخار اجمل بھوپال said…
Mr Harris
How are you ? Will like to have your narration of events.
miss Asma
Thank you. I know for mother your heart is similar to mine.
Mr Nabeel
The best person on earth is mother. In Punjabi they say:
ماواں ٹھنڈیاں چھاواں
At 9:13 pm, shampoo suicide said…
Oh. I'm sorry to hear about your mother. May Allah Subhanawatalah forgive her sins and grant her eternal peace and a place in Janat-ul-Firdos. Ameen.
The poem is..heart-rending...and perhaps even acerbic...
At 2:01 am, dr Raja Iftikhar Khan said…
[en] yeah the mother is great and its universal truth. Mother is the name of love, respect, protection in every Language and culture.
At 2:03 am, dr Raja Iftikhar Khan said…
[en] yeah the mother is great and its universal truth. Mother is the name of love, respect, protection in every Language and culture.
At 6:45 am, افتخار اجمل بھوپال said…
Ms Subhana
My mother left this mortal world 25 years ago. This was written only to awaken sleeping children. That is why I wrote in the end “Anonymous”
Dr Iftikhar Raja
You are right
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