It’s not a kiss, just a smear of jam
says the head of an unhappy fam
tears in eyes not wiped or noticed
the child moves to solitary confines
says the head of an unhappy fam
don’t spare the rod to spoil the child
the child moves to solitary confines
in her old age, she cries for the fam
don’t spare the rod to spoil the child
It’s not a kiss, just a smear of jam
in her old age, she cries for the fam
tears in eyes not wiped or noticed
It was love, not smear of jam

Bravo!
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Thank you, VJ!
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You are welcome
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A heartbreaking poem. 💔
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I can’t say Thank You to that comment. But it succeeds if it touches a heart.
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A beautiful poem Reena.
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Thank you so much!
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You’re most welcome
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