How i wish, if i were a newborn,
Would shriek for love when my mum seems gone ,
Will never acknowledge the depth of mourn,
Always be advised and forewarn.

How i wish, if i was four ,
Someone would always play along when i bore,
None would dare to awaken sore,
Love was poured in pure to core.

How i wish, if i was seven,
Home was felt as if heaven ,
Thrills bloom if were awake...