Little one’s deeds

Turned around, to look at my back,
My first failure started, yet I got a pat
Crawled around my small room,
Tasted the floor with the tongue like a broom,
Blasted by mom, scolded by dad,
Six months old, what else I will do?
Passed around from one hand to the other,
Looked at like, I am from another;
Wings unknown, words not grown.
Here I am, in my small gown,
Laughing and crying as the world is yet unknown.

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