To My Child

To My Child
 
Author:
 
adrift@africaonline.co.zw  


Just for this morning,
I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh when I feel like crying. 
 
Just for this morning,
I will let you choose what you want to wear, and smile and say how perfect it is. 
 
Just for this morning,
I am going to step over the laundry and pick you up and take you to the park to play. 
 
Just for this morning,
I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together. 
 
Just for this afternoon,
I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer off, 
and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles. 
 
Just for this afternoon,
I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck,
and I will buy you one if he comes by. 
 
Just for this afternoon,
I won’t worry about what you are going to be when you grow up, or
second guess every decision I have made where you are concerned. 
 
Just for this afternoon,
I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won’t stand over you trying to fix them. 
 
Just for this evening,
I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story about how you were born and how much I love you. 
 
Just for this evening,
I will let you splash in the tub and not get angry. 
 
Just for this evening,
I will let you stay up late while we sit together on the porch and count all the stars. 
 
Just for this evening,
when I run my fingers through your hair,
I will simply be grateful that God Almighty has given me the greatest gift ever given. 
 
I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their missing children,
the mothers and fathers who are visiting their children’s graves instead of their bedrooms, 
and mothers and fathers who are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer
senselessly and screaming inside; that they can’t handle it anymore. 
 
And when I kiss you tonight I will hold you a little tighter, a little longer. 
 
It is then, that I will thank God Almighty for having you, and ask him for nothing, except one more day………….
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The 29 year old author wrote this poignant personal letter when doctors informed him that
his only  child, aged 10 years old was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer.
May Allah Subhanahu wa Ta’ala grant his little soul Al-Jannah Firdous.
Aameen
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“To My Child” was contributed by:
Shabnam Rahman
and
Rahmat

 
The original posted by:
AL-ISLAAH PUBLICATIONS