I need not remember your birthday
As I have never forgotten it
My soul-sister
Your birthday is part of me
It blooms in my memory each year
However, I am just tired of elegies
You were my gift from God
A light that softened my loneliness
A joy which I waited for ten years
I remember very well that night
It was the greatest feast for me
I did not close my eyes
I was anticipating your arrival
As if you were the dawn that comes after a long night
You grew up on my hands
I watched the world growing in your eyes
I created worlds of love for you
We imagined our endless childhood together
In warmth and laughter
I promised to be your refuge and safety
Forgive me
I could not fulfill my promise to you
I shall no longer make promises
I did not fail you, Yara
But a silent war ambushed our dreams
A treacherous plane shattered your toys
Your notebooks
And our innocent evenings
Leaving me searching for you under the rubble
Looking for a small hand whose warmth I know
For eyes that brings me tranquility
For remains that a grave deserves
However, even a grave I was not able to offer you
My little one
To God belongs what He takes
To Him belongs what He gives
And I place you in His hands to safeguard you
But how can I bid farewell to someone who was all my home!
Goodbye dearest Yara
The kind-hearted and tender soul
Goodbye to you my unforgettable sorrow
June 30, 2009
Your birthday was a feast unlike any other
Today it has become a date of endless grief
That neither earth can narrow
Nor time can contain.
Dima Hany
30/6/2025
