Xoliqulova Husniyabonu
Hearing my dear mother’s voice,
To see her face—I made my choice.
Today I’ll walk the road so wide,
To see her glow, her gentle pride.
She missed me much, I missed her too,
She waits for me, her love is true.
She calls me “sweetheart” with delight,
Her smile would make my dark days bright.
I’ll rest beside her, safe and sound,
My head upon her lap is found.
Such peace I’ll feel within her gaze,
Enchanted by her caring ways.
We’ll talk for hours, heart to heart,
Her boundless love—a work of art.
These moments are a gift, so rare,
While others rush, I find her there.
If she’s not near, she’s in my mind,
In every breath, her love I find.
My peace—my mother, pure and kind,
Forever with me, soul and spine.
Xoliqulova Husniyabonu
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