In a world which worships money
My views remain out of place and funny
I don’t accumulate material treasures
I revel in immaterial miniscule pleasures
I wonder how it will pan out in posterity
Do I will my children sheer austerity?
I can give them lots of love
Love is a treasure trove
With the strength to move mountains
And protect from despairs and pains
You may argue it will not feed
But beyond basic need lies only greed
I can teach them values precious
To be humble and be gracious
Self-respect and independent thinking
I would rather they do their own seeking
Education is not to be found in books
Character will sail you through, not looks
I can leave behind some goodwill
Set the right example and instill
A sense of pride and trustworthiness
Extended through our lives and harness
Substance and not mere affluence
A memory, a warm smile, some influence
I can give them the best armament of all
Prayers with unparalleled powers, stand tall
Amidst all the gifts I can ever give
In health and happiness, I pray they live
I could not leave greater fortune behind
Than this one binding energy of all mankind
So we’ll written 👍
Loved it Farida….infact these words are from all mothers i believe👌
Thanks a lot. That is what I hope to do, connect!
Thank you
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Very nicely written! 👍🏼😊