If Tears Could Build A Stairway

If tears could build a stairway,

and memories a lane.

I would walk right up to Heaven

and bring you back again.

No farewell words were spoken,

No time to say "Goodbye".

You were gone before I knew it,

and only God knows why.

My heart still aches with sadness,

and secret tears still flow.

What it meant to love you -

No one can ever know.

But now I know you want me

to mourn for you no more;

To remember all the happy times

life still has much in store.

Since you'll never be forgotten,

I pledge to you today~

A hollowed place within my heart

is where you'll always stay.

Author: Unknown

Six Painful Years, Gulf Daily News

http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/source/XXXV/178/pdf/page13.pdf

ليتني أعود أمي

ليتني أعود أمي

لأقبل وجنتيك

وأمسح دموع عينيك

.التي تبلل كل ليلة مخدتك

ليتني أعود أمي

لتلبسي أزهى ما لديك

 فتعود الحلي تجمل معصميك

.تتزينين وتكحلين عينيك

ليتني أعود أمي

لتلامس يداي يديك

ألقي همومي على كتفيك

.وأقبل بحرارة خديك

ليتني أعود أمي

لتعود البسمة إلى شفتيك

ليتني أعود أمي

. لقد اشتقت كثيرا إليك

رنده ربحي حماده

جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© ٢٠١٢

:للمؤلفة

سمر غروب و شروق٢٠٠٧  

سمر شمس لن تغيب ٢٠٠٨

سمر معنا ٢٠١١

Surprised by Joy

Surprised by joy-inpatient as the wind
I turned to share the transport-Oh!with whom
But Thee,deep buried in the silent tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love,recalled thee to mind-
But how could I forget thee? Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss?-That thought's return
Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore
Save one, one only,when I stood forlorn,
Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
That neither present time,nor years unborn,
Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.
William Wordsworth

Our Broken Chain (Broken Chain, Revised by Author)

We little knew that day 
God would call your name.
In life we loved you dearly.
In death we do the same.


It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn't go alone,
for a part of us went with you
the day God called you home.


We're left with loving memories
of the time we had with you,
and feel your love around us
in everything we do.


Our family chain is broken
and our lives are not the same,
But as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again. 

By Ron Tranmer
(Permission given from author)
http://www.rontranmer.com/broken-chain-revised

حبيبتي ملفوفة في الكفن

أتذكر حبيبتي  ملفوفة بالكفن

بدلا من فستان العروس

بدت وكأنها ملاك

من ملائكة الرحمن القدوس

وجهها منور

ضاهى نوره شمس الشموس

يا وجعي، يا ألمي

ليته كان حلم أو كابوس

يا حرقتي، يا لوعتي

تمنيت لو شربت لنخبها الكؤوس

بدلا من دموع الحسرة على شبابها

ذرفوها وهم مطأطئين الرؤوس

علمتني الحياة الكثير

لكن الصبر كان أصعب الدروس

أن أرى ابنتي بالكفن

يقرأ عليها القرآن ويدق الناقوس

تقام صلاة الجنازة عليها

بدلا من الزغاريد حين تزف العروس

 ،يا  حسرتي  كأم

كتب عليها أن تعيش كل هذه الطقوس

رنده ربحي حماده

(أم سمر)

جميع الحقوق محفوظة للمؤلفة© ٢٠١٢

Samar's 6th Anniversary

Click on youtube link

Six Painful Years

Six painful years have passed and I am still alive

Who would have thought that a day I will survive?

It is because you live in my heart,

Never left me, not for a minute did we part.

Six years dear daughter, since I saw your face,

Touched you, and had our last embrace.

These painful years, the worst in my life

As grief ripped my heart with a knife.

I was able through these years to endure

The most painful ache that has no cure.

I learnt to live with my suffering and pain,

That constantly occupy my heart and brain.

And honor your memory as I did for you,

Keeping you alive and your legacy too.

Randah R. Hamadeh, 2012, Copyright©
Author, Summer Rays: Solace for Bereaved Parents

Samar Al Ansari-Posted on When Every Day Matters

Samar Al Ansari (Daughter), Randah Hamadeh (Mother)

Samar had a special bond with number 4 as she was born on the 4th day of the 4th month of the year. She loved this number so much that she picked 404 as her nickname.  Little did she know that she will pass away on the 4th day of September 2006. Samar graduated from high school on 14 June 2006 at the age of 18 years with high distinction and attained a 41 score out of 45 in the International Baccalaureate. At school, she excelled in her academic studies, soccer, musicals and all other activities she participated in. She was a perfectionist, ambitious and well rounded. Samar’s peers and teachers admired her for her academic excellence, social interaction and personality. Samar was kind and helpful to all her schoolmates and teachers and paid special attention to new students. She took it on herself to familiarize them with the school, befriend them and help them feel welcomed in the new environment. Samar’s friends, had their special place in her heart. She enjoyed being with them, sharing their joys and sadness. She generously offered her friends any assistance she could give and went out of her way for them. Samar was the friend to turn to when one of them  was in need since she was a good listener and gave sound advise. She had a unique relationship with each of her friends and shared special moments that are now cherished memories for each one of them. Samar loved her immediate and extended family and although she was not very vocal about her feelings, her behavior said it all. She was caring and lovable and admired by everyone. Loved by all, Samar and had special relations with her siblings, maternal grandparents and cousins. Although Samar was very modern, up to date with the latest western songs, soap operas and films, she was proud of her traditions as well. She was proud of her identity as an Arab and practicing Muslim. Samar observed daily prayers and the fasted the holy month of Ramadan. She really looked forward to Ramadan’s arrival every year. Since she was little, she was a kind, loving and compassionate person. She always knew what she wanted in life and was not hesitant in make her own decisions. Having had a very strong and determined personality with a tender heart, she was conscientious, always  aiming for perfection in everything she did. At her young age, Samar planned her future. She was supposed to start her higher education at the University of York, United Kingdom and, on graduation with an Economics degree, have her office at the Financial Harbour in Manama, Bahrain. Her dreams also included having her own Café bookstore, which she wanted my help to run. As for marriage, she also decided that she would have three kids, two boys and a girl. She went as far as naming them and deciding which school they would attend. That car accident took her life before she could fulfill her dreams and mine.

Randah Ribhi Hamadeh, Author

Summer Rays: Solace for Bereaved Parents

Samar is with us (Arabic)

Samar the Sun that Does Not Set (Arabic)

Samar-Sunset and Sunrise (Arabic)

www.samaralansari.com

Source: Click on Link and scroll down

September 2012