بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ

Little one, hold on tight to her hand, make it something you never let go, to find someone like that in life, you may never come to know. She's not perfect, nor claims to be, but deep inside her chest, burns so bright a soul, one that I've always found gleaming. Love her like a mother, she'll give you all she has, treasure her when you're older, so you repay her gifts, with that which makes her glad.

Bathed in sunlight and its glow, no coincidences here, just two settled and at ease, safe in each other's presence. Even if these words you can't remember, wait for her stories at night, and go with her on her adventures, and if she ever sheds a tear, just hug her tightly, so she knows you're always there. 

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So content his face, like he knows his destiny just for him awaits, at so young an age, I hope for you a beacon he remains, following in the footsteps, of he who is his namesake. Show him love, but don't forget to let him grow, wisdom comes not from trees, but in the bruises that our knees might show. InshaAllah every little lesson, a gentle one at most, teaching decency and trust, so he keeps on giving for others, no matter if he finds in others a home. 

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Every step we take, from infancy to grown adults trying to find our place, there's a part of us inside, that lives on and never fades, if being true to our selves and Rabb, is all we ever chase.