I was once a fragile and delicate embryo
Embryo; formless, shapeless and speechless
Was engulfed in a pool of slime liquid helpless
I was fed and nurtured through the placenta
It's the first trimester and am.changing in figure
Figure; now has a head and limbs
I was making sense to my carrier
Still swimming in my pool of slime liquid helpless
It's the second trimester and am a male or female
Now I can kick my carrier and make some moves
Not to worry of anything
I eat, drink, sleep and wake up
Am now mature to be born, its the third trimester
Finally the pool of slime liquid broke
I could swim my way out
I didn't know if I was sad or happy to be born
They said I cried while I came out
But I didn't remember nothing
Now see me here; happy, adorable and cheerful
Loved by parents, neighbours and friends
But the best of it all is; Am called A BABY