The pictures have outgrown their frame
prisoners
a mind game
they remain the same
No one's to blame
that baby Suzi's now a dame
and little Jimmy a man became
Now as mug shots they hang on the wall
convicted
and sentenced
to forever be small
In toddler's cloths they are confined
behind the bars of a mother's mind
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