"Where are they, my daughter?"
Your eyes softly question
"Why are they not here?
Have they already forgotten?"
"They will come, Papa dear,
Be here soon, they ought to,
For now you have me near,
To love and care for you"
"Do they already know,
That a part of my journey has begun?
I really have to go,
Before the setting of the sun"
"Wait a while, Papa,
They are near,
Wait just a little while, please Papa,
They will be here"
"Give them 20 more minutes,
And I promise you,
They'll be here in a bit,
My words are really true"
And wait you did do
For them to appear
By your side to bid you
And bring you cheer
Gratified that I was
You granted my plea
Not realising, alas
The last, it was to be
No more can I ask of you
Even if we do not so will it
Nothing more on you to do
Your minutes with us replete
And with Bismillah and Shahadah
We had to let you go
To fulfill your promise to Allah
We can wait not a second more
Your journey through life
Filled with faith and honour
Integrity, honesty, against strife
Our model forevermore
Not yet five years had passed
I'm still learning to hope
That grieving won't last
Now I must learn to cope
All that I can offer now, Papa
Are my prayers for your well-being
May you be granted Jannah
InsyaAllah, with all His blessings
Emma Abdul Manaf • Wed Mar 13, 2013 2100hrs • Kelana Jaya
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