Initially, I hesitated to share,
His art portions to prove care,
Evil eyes made me scare,
By their arrows, no one is spare,

As I posted the snapshots,
Made by my son on outlets,
A strange suspicion emanates,
Inside my character and carcass,

Was it the motherly admiration?
Which ceases me to consideration,
Or some other influence of devotion,
I fail to discern, as it was beyond cognition,

It was his faith in the confidence,
Which entirely eradicates my ignorance,
Not a single leaf rids without His essence,
Be optimistic and have belief in His elegance.



© Dr. Shaheena Salam