Little girl

Now mummy feels like a little girl.
She puts on a new fairness cream.

Now mummy puts on open dress
Casting off  darkness of old faith.

Little girl who could hear no love
In mummy’s drowning darkness,

Can now hear bird cries of dawn
With nothing left to imagination.

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