I Can Do!

What's happening I have been sleeping and listing in my comfort now I am getting pushed.

Hearing a lot of voices and people are around me my now I feel hot and into a new world of strangers, she smiles at me probably she is my mother the vibe tells me.

Why are you separating me, white lady, I am being weighed ah there is a cute girl yet to open her eyes, my companion.

Time got passed, people are entering and talking about me. Stop making faces at me it's scary, oh ok you want me to cry here I go...

Days have passed, I am able to crawl now I am out of the hospital, hope I will meet my friends again.

Some friends touch me, come kiss me, some kisses me and some bites me.

Thanks, it gives different sensation but I do cry for all these emotions.

When you stood on my legs, not sure why my mom cried what emotion is that.

I fell down, stood up and again fell down.

But my aim was to hug my mom, day and night she works for me, but still, her voice is pathetic what to do I am her son, need to sleep for her efforts.

Days passed, my parents, working hard made new friends in kindergarten I am growing I can see myself in the mirror.

Today, I was returning from home.

A question strikes, why kids of my age look shabby and are asking for money, does life differs? 

Am I blessed or are they cursed?

I need to do something for them.

Will do it by talking with my friends!