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She starts out as a rosebud , With her beauty nrevealed…
Then through a happy childhood, Her petals are unscaled…
And then a lovely woman, As the rosebuds open wide…
That comes to every mother, Whose heart is filled with love…
Every home should have a daughter, For there is nothing like a girl ,
to keep the world around her, in one continuous whirl
From the moment she arrives on earth and on through womanhood,
A daughter is like a female, who is seldom understood,
One minute she is laughing, The next she starts to cry
Man can’t just understand her, And there is no use to try
She is soft and sweet and cuddly, And she is always wise and smart…
She is a wonderous combination, Of a mind and brain and heart…
And even in her baby days, She is just a born coquette
And anything she really wants she manages to get ,
For even at her tender age, She uses all her wiles,
And she can melt the hardest heart With the sunshine of her miles…
She is soon a sweet girl graduate, And then a blushing bride…
And some day in the future, If it is Allah’s gracious will,
She too will be a Mother, And know that reverent thrill,
When she beholds the ‘angel’ ,That Allah sends from above…
And there would be no life at all ,In this world or the other,
Without a DARLING DAUGHTER,
Who in turn becomes a mother
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