I walked half way down the street
To my friend my birthday treat
I could hear the sound of my mom calling me home
My hands were in mud to dig plants more
My mom came to me, lifted me took me inside
My dad lifted me upside
When I was eight my mom told me about moral values
And dad teaches me how to ride a bike
They made me small to big
Held me up in difficult situations
Always they were by my side
For me to not fell on the ground
My life moved with them round and round……