While Mommy is off somewhere talking to a stranger, she does not see my signs. She never shows that she fully cares about my signs so why should I worry about telling her? She shows different colors every day and each color has a different font on its sign. And my Daddy,  I don’t know him to know his signs. He never sticks around much for me to assign a sign to him. I wonder if he knows my signs. I guess they think I can’t read. Read their expressions or their body language or  their tone of  voice or read their eyes. All I do is look down. They tell me to pick up my head. I guess they want to know my sign. I asked my sister yesterday did she know my sign. She told me Duh, its Aquarius! She thinks she is so smart. That’s not my sign! I was going to tell her because I hate not telling anyone. I figure she is the one I should tell. But I am afraid. My mommy always tell me not to complain and if I tell my sister my sign, would that be complaining? She told me when I do complain I run away all the promised kingdoms and all her kings. That’s why she is always looking for one. But I never saw her with a king! If she means the strangers, those kings are never nice. There is no feasting when they come. Only when they leave. As a matter of fact, they eat the entire banquet all alone. My mommy is always telling me never to overindulge. I don’t even know what that means. But she always take my food  away from me when it tastes really good. I guess it means not to show my signs.

Wow! Look at all those people walking

thank God she is carrying me

And is he buying water from that man?

thank God my mom have all the water I need

Oh, that tee-shirt he has on is dirrrrrrrrrrrty!

My mom, washes all my clothes

and look at that hair style

her mom don’t do her hair?

who is this person with that camera?

I must be famous.

Yeah, people do smile at me a lot

And call me sugar

and yesterday I heard someone tell my Dad that I was pretty indeed

Yeah, God bless Me

Some people are mean to children

Some people are mean

God bless the Child

Some people kill instead of make alive

Some people kill

God bless the Child

Some people fall in love and a child comes along and the child saves the day because who knows what She would have done had not love fallen and the child did not come

God bless the child

Some people are teachers Once a parent, always a teacher Once a teacher, forever a learner

God bless the child that learns and teaches and loves and likes and grows

God bless the child that never dies in us all

God bless the child