(Toddler)The end of every mankind
Just like a young green plant
sprouting beside the river side
I was formed and made to live
So innocent and young was I
The tenderness and young face
The smiles and chuckles,the soft skin and sweet scent, the toothless sweet babe
A young toddler.
The sweet sensations I give
Or maybe sentiments felt by some
The joy I give to the lap that bore me and the hands that felt my tender skin,the toothless smile i give to those my spirit is in acceptance with
A young toddler
The sweet perfume of baby oil
The ever sweet soft skin of a toddler
The soft voice that cries even whilst suckling at my mother’s breast.
Oh! Never grow old
Just remain small and sweet
Making me proud and smile
Whenever I look at you
Never stop giving me that sweet assuring smile
Perhaps my mother had wished .
But then I must be born
I must grow
I must face uncertainties
I must fulfill the desire of the maker, i must grow old and I must die
Death is a neccesary end.
Death is inevitable so they say
The destiny of every living thing
it Doesn’t discriminate
it Doesn’t care who you are
it Doesn’t have a favorite person, it doesnt know who is poor and who is rich, its a friend to nobody
And So I must die.
However, we all have one prayer point or so I think
And that is to grow old, to achieve our dreams to fulfill that which we are made for
But we must surely die.