Small little toes that wanna fly over the world,
tiny little hands that open to take everything in,
babbles that make the people go crazy..
Images that the little one stores..sounds that it listens to..
looks like the world bends down to salute the new being..
The being which has come to change things.!
The small feet which walk up to cover miles..
The hands which wish to touch the sky..no limits it sees..
No society it cares for.. the little guy has started to make his own world..
A world which has become his ideation..the world which he has made,
he believes in the dream he dreams..the image he builds..
all the while its just a new begining which will