Smiley

I am living toy in family, Lovely face and called by name Emily, Some times I act swiftly and silly, No to rose but they prefer to call me Lilly, Being eldest and cute so loved by most, Toys, sweets available at any cost, Everybody wants me to be happy and smiley Though I remain playful and naughty I know why flowers are preferred? Rose name and beauty always refereed Pink cheeks always praised and compared with so much care and love is raised Mama is always dear and papa too precious, Cruel in look but kind at heart and look gracious Mom says Dad was so furious when I was born Not much happy but reconciled later on Everything changed with my arrival, Fortune smiled and celebrated as festival Happiest moments with joy’s arrival It meant so much in life for survival Are all the kids considered so much lucky? Will they have chance to be choosy? Well, I don’t know but it may prove different Heat may turn on but look not so difficult Babies boom cause worry in entire world Population rise and relations turning cold Scarce means and misery to unfold More sufferings with tales untold Many curse our boom but I always smile As happiness at home brought for while What else small babies on earth can do? Fortunes favour but no one can undo