No stars showed the way to the kings Nor the gifts the Magi bring, Yet there was joy when I came in being, And all exulted at the cute me, With my rotund gait, curly hair and big eyes, I was a darling whom everyone admired, Friends I had a few but all did me liked, Never a dullard and always above average wise, Studies were never a burden, Playing was my best pass time, And reading a hobby that stood the time, Change though we all with time But not our core traits and reasonings wise, I still am that keen kid at heart, Friendly yet reserved a bit odd. Welcome to the day 6 of #NaPoWriMo or the National Poetry Writing Month i.e April. Write an autobiography poem. Take us through the time when you were born to the years growing up to the present. #myautobiographypoem #poemtime #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba