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Mole-cular

There's this tiny
minuscule mole.
In the nearest vicinity of my left eye.
With subtlest protrusion possible.
The inconsistency sticking stubbornly since always.
Some day,
I'll flip through kodak collection
To guesstimate its birth.
Some day.
Coz' right now,
I'm busy running into the sun.
Like everybody else.
Coming back to the mole,
Suddenly,
Somehow,
This midget has started
Getting noticed. Oftener.
And one fine day,
The not-yet-three nephew
Made me close my eyes,
So that he could wipe it off my face.
Exasperated, he ran to get some better scrubber.
And I managed to dash out of his reach.

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  1. PurpleMooseMay 24, 2014 at 12:32 PM

    better get that checked. :) Nicely done. (stay out of the sun)

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    1. Whispering ThoughtsMay 25, 2014 at 6:52 PM

      Sun is relentless out here. But will see what can be done about it. Thanks Barbara

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  2. UnknownMay 25, 2014 at 7:05 AM

    Haha this is hilarious! I love the word guesstimate, lol
    -tinkerbelle96
    atpixiehollow.wordpress.com

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  3. SiobhanMay 27, 2014 at 1:57 AM

    A seasonal reminder to take care in the sun!
    Well told

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  4. Whispering ThoughtsJune 3, 2014 at 5:25 PM

    Thank you so much Siobhan

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