My Heart..........

 A poem written for my precious kids and husband to convey my feelings. 


In a realm of love and devotion,

Resides a mother with deep emotion.

Her heart, a precious vessel of care,

Divided into pieces, a burden she'll bear.


Aimen, Mashal, and Nyle, her pride,

Her heart's fragments, side by side.

Each child, a flame that brightly glows,

A love that only a mother knows.


Aimen, the first, a gentle soul,

With dreams that soar, and laughter that rolls.

In her heart, a piece beats strong and true,

A testament to the love she will pursue.


Mashal, the second, a radiant light,

With a spirit brave and eyes so bright.

In her heart, another piece finds its place,

A bond that time nor distance can erase.


Nyle, the youngest, a bundle of joy,

Curiosity and wonder he employs.

In her heart, the last piece finds solace,

A love that's boundless, beyond any malice.


Her husband like the veins and arteries around the heart that flow, Binding the love that continues to grow.

With his presence, her heart becomes whole,

A foundation that nurtures their family's soul.


Yet, her heart, fragile and strong,

A symphony of love, a lifelong song.

For if one piece is plagued by pain,

Her entire being feels the strain.


Oh, the strength of a mother's heart,

A fortress amidst life's daunting chart.

With a healthy beat, her love remains,

Guiding her family through joys and pains.


But should her heart falter, weakened by strife,

Her life's essence hanging by a fragile thread of life.

For a mother's strength lies in her heart's embrace,

Keeping her family's love in a sacred place.


So cherish the love your mother imparts,

For her HEART is a masterpiece of fragile art.

Each beat a testament to her steadfast love,

A bond unbreakable, blessed from above.

NADIA NIZAM 

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