My local newspaper runs an annual competition on Mothers' Day of children's drawings.
The youngest winners often have the most enlightening pictures.
“Draw Your Mummy”
All the mothers’ faces in the competition:
Hair combed or coiffured, eyes full and kind,
White teeth exactly stacked, neat-nosed.
Most sought true likeness as the greatest truth.
Then a winner, by a child so young
Pencil still overwhelmed by passion,
Hardly recognisable as a human face
The scribbling energy of love.And all across the top of its small page
In broad lines flooding off either edge
Unending beyond imaginingA rainbow.
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