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(based on Anna Frank´s book)

Lying on my bed I stretch out and watch
The clouds, its changeable forms
All and nothing matters
The farewell and the certainty
Of not being the same anymore
The soft and lukewarm flow
That comes through out my body
Tells me I am the owner of a secret
Only me and my body knows
I touch my belly with reverence and care
and smile

Sandra ~

This sounds like an ode to pregnancy .

~ Elizabeth

not exactly Lizzytysh....I attempted to recreate the first time a girl has the "rule"

Ah, never heard the "rule" euphemism, except that having it is the "rule" vs. the exception. Yes, I see that now. Thanks. Of course, in its own way, it still relates to the pregnancy .

oh yes Lizz, I appreciate your comments.
Here in Chile the word "rule" is the popular way of refering to that