They stand, they trip
They walk, they slip
Mother; watching them strive
Aid their way in life,
Her tired eyes drooping down-
Will wait for nature and her kids to have bound,
Lovely, however it is they must survive alone
She must rest, leaving them forlorn.
I am literally announcing my birthday and all of you are invited to wish me (just kidding ). Twenty one years of struggle on this planet , to make my life better. Now I wouldn’t be saying that I don’t for others, but hell in this busy lifestyle its quite difficult to start caring for everyone around me. I do care for my dad, aunt and all other living relatives ( sacrificing for ancestors is a complete no-no for me ), my friends. I am no philanthropist that I have to start sharing with my nosy neighbours who spend half of their time, criticizing me ( of course that’s back biting) as if I wouldn’t know, but again I don’t care. Well if spending time with my pets and feeding the pariah cats and dogs count to some good charity, then I obviously wouldn’t let that compliment out of my league.
Happy Blogging Everyone. And a BIG. promise to not let down your desires to read more and more of my writing.