Fortunate [Pruning Poetry]

I've spent my childhood being dishonest,
Now- I'm grown and being really honest,
While the clouds make their cloudly nest.

I've spent my childhood in my own arms,
So I have faced all the feared life harms,
All by myself, Missing my two little charms.

I use to think I was very unfortunate,
But now my luck has changed- fortunate,
Listening happily to lifes medoly and tune.