she...
a pregnant lady
sat there to paint
her infant
let it be a 'he' she thought
let it have his nose
let it have his smile
his chin and dimple
the love in her for him
drew the colors to paint

she...
never knew then
it was a 'her' in her
it did have his nose
his smile
his chin and dimple
the love in her for him
gave his form to it

only...
she had made him a 'her'
within her

Samanyan Lakshminarayanan

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