By: Zeenat Iqbal Hakimjee
From the moment a child opens its eyes.
To the world and its ties:
She nurtures it like a steadfast rock,
Right from pant to frock.
“And I shall guide you,
On the path that I walked on,
Before you came along.
In sickness and in health,
In poverty and in wealth,
Whenever I needed company,
You gave the note to the harmony.
Sit tight little one…
