Mother Love
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Attiya Shaukat, Leamington Spa Let the sunlight cover you. Say to your Lord, ‘My Allah, let me converse wholly with You’ Flower of mine, of gentle frame. Your name conjures a fragrance I retain. I watched you from a sapling grow, Protected you from thunder and snow. No matter how strong the Earth’s winds blow.
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Mahrukh Arif-Tayyeb, Newcastle Giving birth is a unique experience – it can also be quite a solitary one. Women spend nine months carrying the little bundle of joy they are expecting: nine long months imagining his face, the sound of his voice, and the touch of his tiny little hands and feet. Everything is exciting
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Mahrukh Arif-Tayyeb, Newcastle Giving birth is a unique experience – it can also be quite a solitary one. Women spend nine months carrying the little bundle of joy they are expecting: nine long months imagining his face, the sound of his voice, and the touch of his tiny little hands and feet. Everything is exciting
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Nooresahar Ahmad, Hartlepool The author Debra Ginsberg said of motherhood that, “The human heart was not designed to beat outside the human body and yet, each child represented just that – a parent’s heart bared, beating forever outside its chest.”[1] To me, this is certainly true. When I spent a portion of my childhood unwell,
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