My Heartís Ballad

 

My heart softens and I crumble,

When I see someone so humble,

I try to walk straight but stumble.

My every move is a fumble.

 

The sight of you just brings me down.

The hijab on your head is your crown.

In front of you I look like a clown,

While others look at you and frown.

 

Your modesty touches my heart,

And it shows that youíre not just some Ďtartí.

Youíre a true believer, really smart,

And youíve perfected the soulís art.

 

Words in my mind are plenty to say

But in front of you I lose the way

You seem to always just smile and pray

And itís all the same each and everyday

Wait. Did I just write these words today?!

 

18th December 2003