I asked
my
5 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“You are, Mama!”
I asked
my
10 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“Who cares, Mama?”
I asked
my
15 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“My friend is, Mama.”
I asked
my
20 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“No one is, Mama.”
I asked
my
25 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“My lover is, Mama.”
I asked
my
30 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“My baby is, Mama.”
I asked
my
35 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“I don’t think so, Mama.”
I asked
my
40 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“No, Mama.”
I asked
my
45 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“Maybe, Mama.”
I asked
my
50 year old
daughter
Are you beautiful?
“We both are, Mama!”
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