The child followed the bees and the butterflies and would try to catch it . But it would go fluttering flapping up into the air.
It was the festival of spring. A little boy ran between his father's legs, filled with life and laughter.
A man holding balloons of different colors, like blue, yellow red, etc
"Come child, come" called his parents, as he lagged behind, fascinated by the toys in the shops. He wanted those toys but knew that his parents would refuse to buy them for him.
As he was attracted by the little insects and worms along the footpath. When he had almost caught it in his hands. Then his mother gave him a cautionary call ; "Come, child come,"
How did you get here child? Whose baby are you?
He saw a balloon seller, fascinated by the colours of the ballons he lagged behind but he knew his parents would refuse to buy them since he was too cold to play with them and he walked farther.
There was a roundabout. The child wanted to ride on the roundabout and turned to ask his parents to find that they were missing. Tears rolled down his face, weeping and he ran from where he stood here and there crying in real fear.
I want to go on the roundabout , please, Father, Mother
Suddenly a man in the crowd saw him crying and asked "Whose baby are you?", the child cried and said "I want my mother. I want my father". The man tried to console him by offering him the things he wished for earlier. he refused and whined "I want my father, I want my mother".