Pages of life

When I opened the first page, I was in the cage. No no! not that, But it was a security set. It was my mother's belly, just like a big valley. I knowk, but I can't see the clock. Waiting to come outside, to sleep at my mother's beside. When I opened the second page, It was my early childhood age, now it was a bigger cage. I was a new born, cry anytime and never warn. but everybody, that is my mummy and daddy, put me on their lap and always happy, and all the time sappy. Now I was at my toddler, now I was a little bolder. I like walking and talking. I never rise early, but cry rapidly. After sometime, it was a time for rhyme. I run with fun, sometimes with a toy gun, with a cute little bun. Sometimes with a barbie doll, sometimes on my toy phone call. Now it's time for ran, in a school van. Now it was time to learn a new thing, as I was in the primary wing. trying to rhyme sing with the bing, Now a school bell ring. it was time to run home to tell school stories, with no worries.