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remembering my childhood and my amazing giddi. (grandfather) |
| If I could write you, My dearest, Habibi, I’d never find the words. Your love is by far, My strength. If I could hear your voice, Singing, “With My Heart and My Hands” I’d fall asleep to your lullaby. Your music, God, your music! If only I could be back at your home, Scurrying through your candy jar, Curious at what I’d find. Then I’d holler, “Ateni Boose.” And fling my chocolaty lips to your cheek. If only you were still here Making every day Of a little girls life The best it could ever be Habibi, my Giddy Ma-c as-sa-leh-ma |