Years ago, on this day
I made my noisy entry,
Into this beautiful earth,
As part of human race
With a cheerful pure soul
Greetings from everyone;
Happiness in their speech;
I could hear their words
But not clever to understand
Fearing to open my eyes,
Fearing to trust anyone,
I cried, others laughed
Worn out, I snoozed
Moved by mothers nurture
Eagerly opened my eyes
To glimpse my guardian angel,
First human I trusted
Note: A little poem thanking my mom on my birthday.
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