1. THE EARLY YEARS**

I am not a waste,
Just because I live,
In a tiny space,
And without laces,
On my favourite shoes,
Crafted with the golden hues,
Of strength to outlast struggles.

These are my EARLY YEARS,
Filled with many tears,
But they have given me,
A clearer vision of Tomorrow.

I am not trash,
Just because my suitcase,
Of Life’s choices is bite-sized,
Overflowing with worries,
Not easy to tame or ignore,
These pieces of baggage,
Will soon be discarded,
For my experiences and resilience,
Have transformed into wings of Progression.

Those were my EARLY YEARS,
Filled with many tears,
But they became the bridge,
To reach the beauty of Tomorrow.

2. A NEW BEGINNING

A fresh start,
Can satisfy,
Like a fruit tart,
In a giant crust,
Looking bright,
Full of pure delight,
Encouraging the heart,
To forget past fights,
And embrace insights,
Gained through hindsight.

A fresh dawn,
Can energize,
Like a new life,
Mesmerize,
With opportunities,
Help to actualize,
Possibilities,
Adding more strength,
Until plans materialize,
Full of advantages.