While you were sleeping...

While you were sleeping...peacefully in your slumber like this, with the same innocent pose, nearly every night..

I think about you...

About your future...

Wondering what the future might held for you?

What would you be when you grow up?

Would you be like a normal person? Or worse?

Would you be able to take care of yourself? Or need a guidance for the rest of your life?

Would you manage to find the right path? Or lost forever when your father and I were gone?

Would you find the love of your life? Or you could never feel any at all?

Would you bear your own child? Or alone in this reckless world when you're getting old?

Would you be rejected when we weren't there for you to turn to, or to console, hold and hug you anymore? Would there be anyone who could love your dearly like us do?

Thus, my dear child, I lay you under God's loving care and protection... for He knows the best of what the future might held for a special child like you.. May Allah bless you, and be with you, always, my dear child.

Good night, love...

Laugh, play, run, leap and be happy always...

For you know that you can always turn and lean on us, your mother and father, who'll never fail to love you until the day He'd take us...

And leave the rest to Him, Allah the Almighty...