Grow !

I remember the day,

you, in my hand, sway,

crying and chuckling your way,

Grow ! this is all I say.

Winter has passed,

Autumn visited to us,

posing in a bit more different way,

You grow ! this is all I say.

The Sun is scorching,

but brighter be your smiling,

raising the eyebrows in your way,

Grow baby ! this is all I say.

The seasons cycles will repeat,

adapting be your finest feat,

creating a "life" in your way,

Dont stop learning! Grow your way!

confusion

they say love is blind,
but I doubt their mind;
whose actions slowly unwind,
relations like that never bind.

its in the words that follow,
that open up their empty hollow;
whose love is too shallow,
feelings like that never sorrow.

the hardest path brings up reality,
that can be bitter than enmity;
whose hands were hold,now dirty,
commitment like that feels pity.

Birth

its a birth of a mother,
its a birth of a father,
its a birth of grandparents;
whose love engulfs the other.

its a birth of uncles,
its a birth of aunts,
its a birth of relatives;
whose care surrounds the other.

its a birth of brothers,
its a birth of sisters,
its a birth of friends;
whose playfulness indulges the other.

its a birth of happiness,
its a birth of responsibility,
its a birth of "a life",
whose connection will bind one another.