As you turn Seven
As you turn Seven Seven years have passed, and I got a treasure to reveal. From first till the seventh; it all passed like Sunday and till the Saturday. All the treasures lie hidden in all these seven years you have so well lived. Let’s make life short but exhilarating and relive these seven years, for on and on. The first year you spent like Sunday ; and just lazing all around. Often you smiled and cried; out of sync of your world around. My father once said when I had visited my newborn nephew. This is when God communes with them till they grasp little of what their Momma say. The second year you spent topsy-turvy, losing the baby fat; so typical of a Monday . Nothing deters you from attempting to stand and walk even after the repetitive falls. So often you snatched away my newspaper, to read; sat over it and peed all over. Who better than a toddler, can teach us the spirit of making fun of oneself? With the third year comes the Tuesday t...