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, I was a new born, cry anytime and never warn, but everybody, that is my mother and daddy, put me on their lap and always happy, and all the time sappy. I was an infant, Always slept like I'm faint, without pant. now it was a bigger cage, Now I am at my toddler, now I was a little bolder. I like walking and talking, I never rise early, but cry rapidly. After some time, 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 with my toy phone call. Now it's time to 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 a bing, Now a school bang ring. it was time to run home to tell mom school stories, with no worries.
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