LITTLE LIFE

LITTLE LIFE

A little life
Once decided to
Take a stroll...
It wanted to see
Just how big
Was the world...

It tumbled out
Of its mom's
Cozy womb
And from its 
First cry
It grew and grew and grew!

It was named and 
Began to crawl, then walk
On tiptoes, like a 
Ballerina
And then she, the little life 
Began to fall....

Blue eyes
Turned hazel and grey
They looked at the world
Uncomprehendingly...

Little life didn't know 
How to read or write 
But she did know 
To play 'imagine'
In her mind...
Days, weeks, months and
Indeed years flew by
Little life
Grew ladylike!

Now she knows the world
Is huge
But not incomprehensible 
As once it was!

She reads and writes
Little life does.
She holds dear love and peace
And friends and dear ones...
It matters not that she cannot walk
For,
Little life realizes
Her purpose in being born
Was to create a world 
Of words within one
Of acts!

And when she wonders
Whether it was the best 
Idea to tumble out into
The world,
She smiles thinking
Yes, it was...!

                                 FREDEDRIKA MENEZES