I
haven't always been old you know
Many things helped me to grow
I had my dreams – every color and hue
I hoped that they would all come true
My
life is filled with events and more
Perhaps some surprises are still in store
Now
I look around and see
Some photos; memories only to serve me
In years gone by I worked and planned and worked some more
So your father'd have more than me – to have life's core
To
take the best
And leave the rest
To grow up strong
Amidst life's throng
Never fearing anyone
And
grow he did
Did all I bid
But now he's gone
Haven't seen him for long
An
empty space is left in me
It grows and grows just like a tree
To fill it needs a love that's true
So that is why I turn to you
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Selma Cook is Managing Editor of the Youth Section and
Volunteer Youth Resource Network at Islam Online.net. She has
written a number of books including: Buried Treasure (An Islamic
novel for teenagers), The Light of Submission (Islamic Poetry).
She has also edited and revised many Islamic books. She can be
contacted at: youth_campaign@iolteam.com
