With our birth giver in her hospital bed,

she moaned in pain but waited to see her angel.
With a count and a struggle, we were given a life to explore and create.
The start of our lives began with fright.
We shrieked and hollered,
but still had lungs to breathe.
A bald head
with saddened eyes and chubby little legs.
Although we took an alien-looking form,
our parents drooled over how precious we were
with an undeveloped mind.
Everything seemed like heaven floated down to us.
Mommies and Daddies lined up to play on
playgrounds with swings and yellow slides.
As our toes started to grow into a functioning size,
reality grew evident increasing our fears.
But still, we resided in oblivion.
Eventually we learned the facts and digested the rules.
The start of our education-
Preschool.
Twinkling stars and ABC’s
dolls and trains
and fantastical dreams.
Glimpses of life pieced together.
For our thoughts turned into sentences instead of phrases.
Juvenile socialization
playdates and hobbies.
Then came elementary- sudden but necessary,
the process unavoidable.
As time on earth grew longer and longer,
the years had been joyous and possibly heart-wrenching for some
but we all have had a beginning where our naivety existed in a tiny, baby body.