You were little when you use to blink your eyes.
You were cute like an angel in cradle.
I can imagine wings when you were walking side by,
Standing with the wall trying to balance enough high.
Little feet were catching ground with toes five.
Uttering the clean words difficult to play with tongue.
Time flies when you are around happy and play full mind.
Cry without tears are difficult to understand,
Don’t know to feed or make your diaper dry.
Controlling goes hard when you steps your foot outside.
Want to scold and make you fear but your smile will dry the
tears.
It feels like today you started walking but now you jump for
freedom you are not getting.
Fulfilling all your need didn’t care for what parents believe.
It’s just a circle that everyone is completing.

