Thursday 27 August 2015

Poem on Lyla My Mother


A bouquet of six roses
Five white and a red she requested
Lyla is beautiful  night in Arabic
She was my mother and forever

Born in Guyana  to a Hindu father,
A Catholic mother
Married a Muslim; her children Muslims
Her life was a testament to Faith regardless

A funeral where Janaza was an essential
Roses;  poems and eulogy joined in celebration
A song from a Hindu and Amazing  Grace from her cousins
A family of Interfaith felt satisfied at her grand finale

Oh how she loved a party!
That quintessential  smile always
My mother nurtured love singlehandedly
Her mantra: Love begets love!

6 comments:

  1. So beautiful, I am so proud to have her as my mom. Rest in Peace Mom. Love you.

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  2. Inna Lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un. She was indeed a very spiritual person who loved her children deeply. Mom my heart aches for what it has loved and lost. I will cherish all of our memories. R.I.P Mom.

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  3. Inna Lillahi wa inna ilaihi raji'un. She was indeed a very spiritual person who loved her children deeply. Mom my heart aches for what it has loved and lost. I will cherish all of our memories. R.I.P Mom.

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  4. Indeed your unique spiritual legacy lives on in your children Lyla. RIP.

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  5. a beautiful tribute to her

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