the happy steemians. .
on this occasion I am will be a bit of writing a reality about the child and the policy of a father.
report In the tired you compose a word of wisdom for us
Unravels a smile on every trip
Whack a prayer in every second of our breath
Mom's father ... you diamonds are our hearts
Mother's father's heart is so beautiful
Until we can not reach it
Tears of tears
In every evening prayer
We want to be a dream
Carry all your dreams in our shoulders
Mother's Father .. your hair is now white
Your skin is no longer tight
Your vision is no longer bright
The road has now started to shake
But .. what's seen
All that you've never felt
All that you never care about
I see it all for the sake of your son
You are noble, can no longer differentiate
Where is day, where is night
The spirit beat trembling legs
And all the fatigue
It's all ... for whom?
Just for you
The child you dreamed of becoming a pious person
Reached a stack
until whenever,
Your son will never forget
For all services, prayers and
The sweat you shed
You have made too much sacrifice
Paradise worthy of you,
May Allah keep Father and Ibh
World and akherat ... Your son always miss you,
In the Do'a in each of these breaths
Thank you ... father and mother, for all the love and sincerity of Father and mother.
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