I am on the go to my good words.
I want to sing to a good friend.
He is unique and makes me proud.
on the bright-blue seas and oceans.
when I wake up early from sleep.
I am keeping him very close to me.
Every day, I look at his white face.
When he feels me panting, he is awake.
if I closed my eyes.
Then he put his finger on me.
One morning, I closed my eyes.
He touched me, and he smiled.
means he understands that I was awake.
A child with a talent to perceive
He is a five-month-old boy.
but he keeps trying to talk.
and he knows pleasure and pain.
He knows his mother and his father.
At times, when I come home, he is happy to play.
When I go out, he gets angry.
I love my son, Habeeb.
I named him Habeeb.
because it is my father's name.
and my father died.
He died before I was married.
After I got married, I whispered to my son.
My father's name Habeeb.
Habeeb, that is "beloved."
It is an Arabic word for "interesting."
God bless Habeeb, my boy.
God bless Habeeb, my father.
II am the son of Habeeb and the father of Habeeb.
