I'm struggling without you, but I know you're okay.

The loss feels bottomless and I don't know when I will see you again.

The days feel dark and the nights feel long, the wind can feel my pain, crying in sorrow.

May Allah look after you better than what this life had to offer, with the gentle breeze and a pleasant smell with the comfort of the summer.

But I must carry on... and fulfill your expectation- the one you expect of me as your daughter, to then meet again, so I can please you with what you have to hear.

Daddy your so beautiful and I wish I can stroke your beard, to groom you and clip your nails to show you in the mirror.

You are my first love, my hero and my best friend, I hope one day, my children can feel the same.