Action Speaks!

My first ever muse was my sister

And today it's her daughter!

When she is in our arms
She wanna fly!
When she is on the floor
She wanna swim!
Indeed, her limits are beyond the sky.

Whenever we meet her
We want to hold in our arms
Not wanna let her go!
But she is a bird, a free bird
Who can't be confined in the walls.

When we talk
She involves herself in the chit-chat
Listens carefully
And gives input in indecipherable words
Implying 'Every voice matters'!

Infants tend to sleep more
But she is peculiar
She doesn't sleep,
Seems she knows
'Being different is the new normal.'