A high forehead and imperial cheek,
The beautiful eyebrow and eye deep,
Arabia became alive by the birth of him,
His fame spreads from Najd’s sand to Oman coral deep,
Muhammad’s(s.a.w) noble heart chose simplicity,
He swept the floor with hands so swiftly,
A refuge for the poor and needy,
He milked the ewes;mended shoes so deftly,
Aisha(r.a.) the beloved messenger’s wife,
Raced with him beneath amber sky,
She won the race and her heart alights,
He smiled at her,his heart delights,
Years passed by,they raced once more by,
This time he won with a twinkle in his eye,
“Now the scales are even”, was his reply,
A playful word with love in his eye,
Such on earth was his wondrous glory,
Knelt the sacred man proclaiming with humility,
There is no God but ‘He’, I is His chosen Prophet,
O Allah upon Your beloved slave shower endless blessings.
uzmasaad 
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