my darling Mira, who looks out at the world
with that discerning look,
I would call her Fuss Face, her mother
affectionately calls her Monster.
From the looks of it, she is preparing to
return to the warmth of the womb
unhappy that she won't fit anymore,
nor will her mother agree to that!
Occasionally she smiles, it crosses her face
so fleetingly one might miss it.
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