Arrival of Baby Safiyya
I am baby Safiyya, sister to noble Mujtaba, Pure in name and soul, gentle and rare. A brother so kind, a father in care, Love in his heart beyond compare. My older sister Zakiyyah, sister to Insiyya dear, Her smile brings joy, her heart sincere. Lady Safiyyah’s grace, A mirror of kindness in every place. With my arrival, blossoms awake, Every bud smiles for Lord’s sake. From four flowers this bouquet did bloom, Radiant and fresh, dispelling all gloom. They scent the path of Askar and Zainab bright, Spreading fragrance of Muhammad, Ali, Fatimah, Hasan and Hussain From four blooms this family rose in grace, A garden of love, a heavenly place. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ By Jafar Dana, wise and true, Words like pearls in morning dew. From Koozagari Blog, a crafted art, Where gentle words pour straight from the heart.