COME TO ME...

Allah saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be.
So He put His Arms around you,
And whispered 'Come to Me'

With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away.
Though we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
An innocent face lay to rest.
Allah tested our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.

This poem is contributed in memory of 'AREEF' (son of Yasmin & Riyaz Nasser) who passed away on 13th Safar 1417 A.H at the age of 18.

Kindly remember him with a Sura-e-Fateha.

Najma Abdulhamid
Dar-es-Salaam
Tanzania