Mirror, my friend, you dare not tell a lie
As I gaze at my reflection and give a soft sigh.
My poor old tummy is no longer my own.
In the past nine months, I have gained a whole stone.
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Such a delicate telling of motherhood and the beauty it holds when a child is born. All the things it does to a woman's body is alarming at first, but the miracle that ensues is the most wonderful one on earth. Proud mother of ten? ? How absolutely lucky you are to have them all! This is an inspiring poem, thank you for sharing it! RoseAnn
I just had my first baby and it felt u were writing from inside me I love this poem. Always a pleasure to read your poems