By Divya G Prasad
The mirror said. And it said it all.
After the kid popped out of my ball.
A chubby cheek and a pimple chin.
With curvy middles and an enlarged bin.
A fatty thigh and a falling hair.
With any mom's of pain share.
The mirror said. And it said it all.
You come to me, truth bomb only will fall.
The kid said. And he said it all.
I came and filled your heart's hall.
A kiss on your cheek and a saliva glossy.
With my safe place on your lap and dreamy.
I crawl, I walk, I run.
From whatever you teach under the sun.
The kid said. And he said it all.
You are adorned with a beauty, unknown to the mirror so fall.
By Divya G Prasad
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