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 .'