Poem: Whispers

Whispers
by Ayesha Desai

The hands of time
Gallop across sands of eternity
And I watch you…
Growing up
Growing away
Just growing
Blossoming
Becoming
Being

And through the lens of memory
I gaze in wonder
At the hands that gripped onto mine
At the toes I blissfully counted
At the little face I kissed g’nite
And I see you now
Hands almost stronger than my own
Feet ready to walk their own path
A face full of wisdom,
But still full of wonder

And I want to hold on
Tighter
For just a while longer
But let go I must…
And as I whisper my prayers
‘Please let him be safe
Please let him always know his way home
Please guide him,
as he finds his path
And watch over him,
as he learns to soar
And be with him,
on this journey
and …
Please
Please
Every please…’

I paste a smile onto my face
And wave goodbye
Go well child of my heart
Go carve your place in this world
My prayers will shadow you always
And I whisper ‘please, please, every please’
As I wave…

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As mom of 2 kids, my main focus in life is trying to raise them in a fun, practical manner, with a strong Islamic identity. This is my attempt at parenting with love , humour, honesty and most importantly Deen!
I blog about my mommy ramblings, arts and crafts, scribbled poems, challenging times, moments of clarity, and everything and anything parent and/or parenting related

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