From the frailest of body, wrapped in white cloth.
Carefully carried around,like a egg with an abnormal york.
To the amount of love recieved by all.
I hear people say,am a gift from God.
To the day i made my first walking step.
I saw the joy in my parents eye the way it leapt.
To the day i utter my first word.
Even though it wasn't clear,but my parent seems to hear all
To my very first day in school.
Candy,biscuit,food,juice,i had all i could choose.
Life was mine,i had nothing to lose.
Wake,,school,eat,play,sleep,was the daily route..
To the day i had my 15th birthday.
The care i received,turneda little bit lightweight.
I was excited about,having a man trait.
Never knew that was the beggining of my hard days.
Nature tricked me,now am grown up.
No more candies,no more cries for donught.
Now i had to hussle to press on.
No more sleeping for long,have learnt to stay up.
Childhood will always be something i miss.
Life without no responsibility is now amiss.
I wish i could be 13 forever,so dumb is my wish.
I so much missed the word "children" that people once used on me