Took this picture today morning. I like the layers. How it goes from darkness to sunlight and then to the beautiful blue November sky. (Also the texture.)
So I thought I should share.
A friend then commented by saying:
oh well … you could be sand that can be moulded to glass, and ultimately glass that can be broken. 😛
It is sad that I can’t exactly show you how beautiful the sky was.The layers of colours and how silent the night was.The way we followed the moon all the way.And it followed us.That way we reached our destination!
If only I could touch the moon.Just once that night.
I hope the quote makes up for the picture quality. 🙄
You all HAVE to read it.It’s a reminder for us all of how our parents deserve so much more than we give them.Keeping them happy is our confirmed ticket to Jannah In sha Allah. 🙂
Just after commenting on her post,I was reminded of how I had once written a few lines for my mother.They’re r actually nothing,it was just an attempt to describe of how unique and beautiful my mother is. ❤
They are just very simple sentences but she liked them.